Life of an ex stray cat
An old fart's birthdayJuly 7th 2008 10:14 am[ Leave A Comment ] Today I have finally turned 8 years old. It was on this date of last year that dad found me in the backyard laying in the sun. I had been feral for two years because my original owners never came by to get me like they said they would, so for two years I had been wandering the neighborhood and living under porches. When dad told mom about me last year on the 7th of july, mom came outside and gently picked me up. I knew right then it was my buddy Tigger's mommy, so I wanted her to be my mommy too. For 6 to 9 months I had to learn to be a domestic cat again and mind you it was not easy. I had to learn to get along with Socks, Shwizz and Daisy (Daisy was another newcomer into the house last year). Plus I had to learn to love daddy and the human sibs too, because my ex owners were a dramatic bunch. Even though I was born on another date, but since mom didn't know my exact birthday I was reborn again with a new life on this date. So happy birthday to lil old fart me.
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