Arrival Story: FURRRST of all, I promise more pictures when I come out of hiding! I have to hide for a little bit, until I understand my new surroundings. After that, look out world, here I come!
Mom went to the local shelter that she donates to, to give them a carload of donations for their big garage sale to benefit the shelter. After dropping everything off she asked if she could "visit the kitties" (VERY dangerous MOL) and spent over an hour visiting. Well.... she spied me and fell in love!
Bio: Hi, my name is Chance. My name has many meanings; MAINLY that it is French for "Lucky". And boy, am I LUCKY. Not only to have found my forever home, but to be the 7th kitty in my family! Lucky Number Seven!!! I thank my godmommy Sugar Bear for coming up with my name! :)
Mom left the shelter that Sunday to think it over... and took a "chance" on leaving me there and took a "chance" that I'd be adopted by someone else. And I took a "chance" at a new life, a new family and being whisked off to the unknown. BOY! Mom, Dad and I are all so very happy that we all took CHANCES!!! So here I am, lucky #7 of the Kitty Crew!!
Sadly, I was abandoned and left in an empty house! I was found on Ford Street in St. Paul; for that my original name was "GT". (as in Ford GT) I really like my new name Chance. I was obviously very well cared for, for I'm healthy and beautiful. However, I'm extremely shy, for I don't understand why someone would abandon me?? So... as my mom types this for me, I haven't even been in my new home for 24 hours yet, and I've been hiding. *giggle* I'm a smart kitty! Mom knows that I'll come out of hiding eventually.... she has all of the patience in the world!
*GLARES* at incompetent typist. Yesterday she made me write in my diary about a mysterious cuppy cake. Well today happens to be my BIRTHDAY, *cough* Typist!! She completely forgot! Whoever sent me the cuppy cake remembered. Whoever you are, can you please replace my typist! MOL MOL MOL!
Thank you my friends for the birthday wishes and pressies! You all mean so much to me; my Typist should take lessons from you!
Today is my birthday, a time of celebration and joy. This year's birthday is going to be a little different. It will be a time of celebration and joy for a life lived and a life loved; of a life that was cut short too soon by FIP. I am celebrating the short and sweet life of my little brother in law Vern today, who made his gentle journey to the Bridge today.
My family and I are deeply saddened at his passing, for her is a very brave little boy; a fighter with the will to live. Vern came and spent the weekend with us last weekend.
We kitties have a certain 6th sense about things that might not be quite right. Vern couldn't walk, and he sat comfortably in his Morgan's Bed in the living room, as our pawrents and we kitties kept him company. Normally, we are not very nice to newcomers and we hiss and growl and make sure they understand that they are not welcome in our house. Well... we sensed, we KNEW something wasn't right with Vern, and we welcomed him. We sniffed noses, we sat with him and were quiet and respectful. Big brofur Poo sat at the fireplace with Vern, contemplating kitty life, as he licked the tiles. We couldn't figure it out; he seemed to be seeking nutrients from the stone.
My birthday wish for today is for Vern's family to find peace and comfort in their ever giving hearts, for having given Vern the ultimate gift of Love by gently helping him to the Bridge.
My birthday gift was being able to meet and visit with Vern before he became an angel; for that I am eternally grateful. Won't you stop by his page and offer some love to him?
Here is his page:
I beliEVE in you, sweetest little Vern! I love you little brofur in law! Fly high and grace the heavens with your beauty~~