Angel Sandy
 Always an Angel
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| Purred: Tue Jul 28, '09 8:06pm PST |  |  |  |  | I don't know why my former owner, Grandma Millie, named me Sandy, probably cuz of my fur color
I lived with her for almost twelve years, on a farm, in Wabasso, MN. Then she broke her hip, she was, after all, 87 years old. It happened just before my twelfth birthday. I had had a brother, Milo, but he went to the Bridge the year before, so I was the only cat, and I preferred it that way!
When Millie broke her hip, she had to have surgery and after her surgery she wouldn't be able to live on her own, so her sons came to help her pack and move out of the old farm house. There was one problem though .. . me!
She was going to move in with one of her sons and his wife and family, including two Burmese cats. Her other son wanted to take me out back and. .. . shoot me!
Well, I don't know how it happened, maybe Millie called some foster lady, but an hour later, here she came to come and rescue me from my death! Thank you Linda!!! I stayed at her place for the weekend.
Meanwhile, my soon-to-be Mistress, who already had Squeakers, was thinking about getting another cat.. .. not sure why, something was telling her she wanted another cat. She was going on a Friday, after work, to Petsmart's adoption fair to get another cat, but something was telling her no, that it wasn't right. . .and when she got home Jennifer told her that the lady that was driving them to Petsmart had had a flat tire, they couldn't go! Mistress was relieved and just thought that maybe she wouldn't get a new kitty after all.
On Monday, Jennifer went to her chiropractor's office and while in the waiting room with her guide dog, Lyndi, met Linda! They started talking about pets and Linda was telling her about me and how shy I was and how she had to pet me in order to get me to eat, even.
Jen mentioned Mistress, saying that she wanted another cat, so Linda gave Jen her number and when she got home, she emailed it to Mistress.
Mistress read it in a trance and before she knew it, she felt herself calling Linda and leaving her a message. An hour later, Linda called back and Mistress thought maybe Linda could bring me in a week, after she got home from Mother's Day weekend, which was the next weekend. .. but no, Linda wanted to bring me in a couple hours! She even brought a litter box, my favorite litter, and my favorite goat cheese!
When Mistress let Linda into the building she thought "I'm gonna meet my new cat in a few minutes!" As soon as we stepped off the elevator on her floor, she could hear me. .. all the way down the hall! I was meowing my head off! Mistress let Linda in and Linda took me out of the carrier and put me into my new Mistress' arms. I started to hiss at Squeakers, who hissed right back! Then I ran out of Mistress' arms and ran behind the couch! Linda stayed for a few minutes, and after she left I ran under the bed.
The next day, Mistress woke bolt upright in bed at 3 A.M and started to worry about me. She only got another hour of sleep, so she was really tired when she came home from work. She spent some time with Squeakers, to let her know she was still loved, then after dinner, she came into the bedroom where I was hiding and laid down, tired on the bed.
A minute later I came up on the bed, and a minute later than that I started to knead on her!
Mistress melted like a ton of butter! After a few months of being the scaredy cat, I became the Alpha cat and started whapping Squeakers across the face whenever she got in my way!
Now I'm an only cat again. That almost changed, she almost adopted a cat named Charlie, who belonged to a neighbor who died after Squeakers left for the Bridge.
Lucky that didn't happen! |  |  |  |  |
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