MILES
I was tagged by Yao-Lin for a meme about my ferst 5 days in my furefurr home.
Day 1. So, I was lounging around the house wif my mommy kitty and my sisfur kitty, and this giant purrson walkded in and started talking to my ferst daddy about me and my sisfur. My ferst daddy saided that he wanted to keep my sisfur to lif wif him and my mommy kitty, so I was "available". I didn't know what "available" meaned, but 'parently it meaned that I got to be snarfed up in a blankie and taken into the outside and then into the metal monster wif wheels. I hollered to my sisfur and my mommy kitty that someone was kitty-napping me. I could not hear them anymore. So, I hollered at the giant purrson. The giant purrson tried to pet me and tell me it was alright, but I hollered that it was NOT alright that I was taked from my mommy kitty and sisfur. Then, i was put in the blankie again and taked inside - I was so happy that she bringed me back home. But, it was a DIFFERENT home. I hollered "crappity-crap-crap-crap". I was taked to a room and put in a giant metal cage wif blankies, a litterbox and some foods and water. FOODS. Foods is good. It was stinky goodness. Baby kitty stinky goodness. it was good. There was ofurr kitties there, 2 geezer ginger kitties that saided they was my grampa norton and gramma trixie, and anofurr meezer like me who saided he was my brofurr Sammy. SIGH. crappity-crap-crap-crap. the giant purrson camed in the room and tried to snuggle me. I hollered and hissed. She put me back in the metal playpen and wented to bed
Day 2. I could not figure out how to escape during the night. The giant purrson, who Sammy saided was "mommy" pickded me up and tried to snuggle me again. I hollered and hissed. She KISSED me. I hollered and hissed some more, and then she saided "does you want brekfest?". well YEAH lady. So, she putted me back in the playpen, gifed me some brekfest and then shut the door wif Gramma, Grampa and Sammy in the room wif me. She lefted me all day. I was SCAIRT. Gramma hissed at me alot. Grampa sleepd on the bed and Sammy growled at me. When mommy camed home, I gotted more food and more snuggles, and I just hollered, but didn't hiss. Then we wented to bed.
Day 3. Still could not figure out how to escape, but I didn't dwell on it. I seem to keep getting foods from the "mommy" so it was ok. I gotted taked out of the giant play pen and could run around the room. We gotted lots of foods left and we was all locked in the room again while the mommy wented out. When she gotted home, we was all sleeping on the bed. No hissing from Gramma, no growling from Sammy. We figured it out - Grampa Norton was top cat, and I was bottom on the totem-pole. More foods, snuggles wif no hollering and bed.
Day 4. I gotted taked out of the locked room and taked downstairs. Brekfest was 'parently served in the kit-chen most days. I was put on the counter wif my bowl, but the water fing scairt the poop out of me, so I jumpded on mommy for pro-tek-shun. I gotted to run around the house and hid unner the couch. I camed out after a while and ran after Grampa Norton. Then we snuggled togefurr in the sunbeams in the big glass door in the lifing room. It was great. Grampa Norton was wonderful. Mommy camed home and we gotted foods. I spented the day trying to 'member my kitty mommy and sisfur but it was hard.
Day 5. Brekfest in the kit-chen, Cuddling wif Grampa Norton in the big glass window. Mommy camed home and we gotted foods. THEN, my ferst daddy camed ofurr to see how I was. I hollered at him LOTS. I efenn hissed at him a little for taking me away from my kitty mommy - I could smell her on him but could not really 'member her too much. I tolded him I wanted to stay here. He unnerstood. I hadded a furefurr home!!!
Oh, I tag my brofurr Sammy.
The (almost) daily adventures of Sammy, Miles and Nicholas Meezer. One is sweet and calm, one his happy and playful. The other? um......not so much.
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