Purred: Wed Jul 26, '06 10:25am PST |
 |  |  |  | I was left at PAWS (the Progressive Animal Welfare Society) by my first bipeds when I was almost 2. PAWS took care of me, but I didn't like being kept with a lot of other cats, nor on my own in a cage. A short time ago, some other biped came in looking for kittens, but my meowing caught his attention. I put my paw out of my cage as if begging for mercy and gave him the big yellow kitty eyes routine and he fell for it. Now I have my own home to roam through as I please, a private bathroom, and a doting biped of my own to play with and serve me. I haven't yet trained him to leave me alone when I roam on the kitchen counters, but I'm working on it. |  |  |  |  |
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