Pet of the Week

My tale begins when my previous owner set me out on my own at 8 weeks old. Well, needless to say, I got lost. I found Cruella and Neuman who, not only took care of me, but also, told me about a nice human couple who feed them everyday. Unfortunately, my teeth were so small I couldn't eat the food, so I lived on bugs. The humans didn't know, because I kept myself hidden. At least I thought I did. Cruella told me that my cover had been broken and that I should trust them. Since I liked Cruella, I decided to allow myself to go into the cellar. It was sooo big. I found good places to hide so that Donna couldn't see or touch me. When she would serve me my breakfast and dinner, she would sit on the stairs and talk to me even though I was hiding and try to get me to come out and play with a catnip lobster. After a while, I decided she was a nice lady and wanted to be her companion. So, although I was covered from the tip of my nose to the tip of my tail with fleas, she took me in her arms and cuddled and petted me. Although I wasn't too thrilled about the vet and groomer, I have to admit I felt better. Little did I know that when I got home, she was going to give me away! There was no way that I was going to go along with that maneuver. So, I hid behind the drier in the laundry room - no one could get to me. My plan worked because Cathy and Billy decided they wanted a friendly cat. I guess I fooled them! Once the coast was clear, I made my appearance and have been with Donna and John for the past 8 years. I did get out, by mistake. Donna's step-sister let me out. I thought I was big enough to handle obstacles of being outside, but I was really scared so I hid in the tent. I heard my mommy calling for me. Finally, after she had posted the attached portrait of me all over the neighborhood, I made my appearance. Since I was so scared and I made my mommy cry, I will never do that again. Because of my little adventurers in the outside world, I never leave my mommy's side. Although I have 4 brothers and sisters, I try to keep them away from mom. However, she is such a loving person to all of us nobody feels neglected. I do, however, have to have a conversation with her at times if I'm not getting the attention I want or if she is doing something other than what I want her to do.

I can't wait to play with my catnip lobster. Mommy searched high and low for this lobster - it just goes to show that she is the best.

Purringly,

Friskie