Karen must have cat DNA for curiosity. With each passing day, my reputation for having the greatest charm, energy, personality, and wit grows almost as fast as Donald Trump’s (I’m ignoring hisses from Adele and Max right now), so Karen tried to find out more about my background.
But first let me set the record straight on one important matter, in case I ever run for president: I was born in this country. In fact, I was born in the country. The western corner of Virginia to be exact.
Here’s the rest of my timeline as we knew it…
September 1, 2015 – (approx.) I was born.
November 20 – I got a butt-shave and was neutered on a day that will live in infamy.
November 21 – Karen adopted me.
So, other than those 3 relatively traumatic, life-changing days in November, the rest was a blank, until…
Karen wrote to Happy Tails to ask if anyone remembered my litter. They did!
My mother must have been a pregnant stray last summer, because a “Good Samaritan” took her in until she had her kittens.
Unfortunately, the good lady couldn’t afford to keep my family, so when we were old enough she took us to Happy Tails, where we stayed a few weeks. We are remembered as being affectionate, playful, and happy for attention.
Karen concluded that I owe my great personality to the Good Samaritan, who must have done everything right during my first crucial weeks (such as, never screamed, vacuumed, or slammed doors on my tail).
Of course, I could have simply told Karen all this, if only she spoke cat.
My birth mom was great as well. She taught me everything I needed to become a successful pet, such as always squat to pee in the litterbox, always use the litterbox, and always use your “inside paws” on your human (no claws!). I hope my mom and sisters found forever homes as nice as mine.
And now for a quick update on my progress. Here I was 2 months ago…
And this is me today, filling out the cat bed a bit more fully, thanks to my boundless appetite for Fancy Feast , Sheba, and Friskies. I’ve never met a can of cat food I didn’t like. I’m a whisker shy of 5 months old…