The life of the most spoiled cat in town...
May 18th 2010 12:41 am
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I forgot to tell you some important news (almost as important as the move...). While we stayed at the house were Mettes parents live Mette went to a jewllery-home-party-thingy at the farm I was born and lived for the first months of my life. The woman at the house (my first human-mum) told her that my cat-mum is alive and I have a little sister! She thought my mum was dead and that was why my siblings and me were left but when she saw a photo of me after I'd grown up there was no doubt that this cat must be my mum, we've got exactly the same look on our face. She's a small/normal sized cat, and so is my sister. Mette was very exited when she told me that my cat-mums alive and that she'd seen her, but I've never known her, she left me when I was a tiny baby-cat and I think of Mette as my mum and Lilly as my sister so I'm happy it all turned out the way it did.
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