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Ninth kitty...

Ninth kitty..

Yes.. I'm kitty number nine. This position was a very hard one to receive. Mom & dad drew the line at seven until Mr. Big came along and they had to have him. Well, thank god since I do not think anyone else would put up with his grumpy self. I came in as a foster kitty at 3 month old. Mom & dad hate to foster in cages but were nervous since I was small with 8 large cats in the house. I decided that if I became friends & played with the biggest cat in the house I would be okay. I immediately jumped on Mr. Big's back and we act like brother & sister all the time! I also love love love Buddy, but that is a very easy thing to do. Buddy is soooo nice, never moody!!

Mom & dad took a small trip to Atlantic City. It was there that they saw a sign in there favorite store that read.... EVERY LIFE SHOULD HAVE NINE CATS!!
What a sign! Someone very smart must have created that, and I was very happy mom & dad saw it. Of course they fell in love with me, as they do with all their foster kitties. They bought the sign & decided to adopt me as soon as they got home.

It took Mojo a bit longer to like me, but now we play all the time. We wake up mom & dad with all our loud running on the wood floors & stairs. I noticed Ella wrote something about me. I do not know why but she scares me. Mom tells methat Ella is very sweet and wants to play, but I growl at her everytime she comes near me. I think I'm hurting her feeling and mom gets upset when I growl too. I've only been her for six months, so I may come around.