Purred: Mon Mar 30, '09 3:18am PST |
 |  |  |  | There are a lot of us, so I'm going to try to keep it short and sweet!
I, (Weeble) was born into a litter from a pregnant stray Momma took in. My hind legs are severely deformed, but I do just fine! When I was learning to walk on just two legs, I wobbled a lot, but I never fell. Mom picked Weeble! How fitting!
My brother Trouble was picked up at a Petco, someone had abandoned him there. He was mom's first, and she liked Trouble. He decided to live up to his namesake, and get himself into the worst of situations!
My brother Rascal came from Grandma. She got Rascal as a kitten, and named him Oscar. Well, Grandma called Mom one day screaming, "You'd better come get this kitten or I'm calling the pound!" Mom ran over, and "Oscar" had gotten into ALL of Grandma's food and made such a mess! So, "Rascal" seemed fitting.
Shadow was another abandoned-at-a-petstore kitten. She's solid black, quiet, and very "ninja."
Spit...well Spit was also a kitten of a stray litter. When she was a baby, Mom thought she was a boy. Even before she had her eyes open, she hissed and spit at everyone! Even her momma cat! Mom started calling her Spit, found out she was a girl, and well by then the name had stuck. She's a little spitfire!
Lucky & Hope were found on the side of the road at 5 weeks old after being thrown out of a moving vehicle. Dad rescued them from some thorny bushes. He's got the scars to prove it! Anyway, Lucky is missing his right eye. Hope, well, she..slid down the pavement and ripped the hide off her head all the way to her skull. She is brain-damaged, and very, very, scared of EVERYTHING even after being here over a year. We have a lot of Hope for her, so Hope is her name. Lucky, well he's just Lucky to be alive. |  |  |  |  |
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