I have been here for more than six months now, and I've known Mom for a little over a year actually. Last summer I went to live at Papa's house, but it was kind of a scary time for me. There were new surroundings to get used to, that damn dog, and of course living with Papa is always interesting..... Plus dealing with my owner just leaving me like that and never coming back. I did settle into a routine, but spent a lot of time hiding behind the freezer.
This summer I am enjoying living in the lap of luxury. My Mom really "gets" who I am, and we bash along together just fine. I let her brush me now, and don't tell anyone, but I even let her pet my belly. I love her so much that I even try to groom her sometimes. She's so nice that she doesn't even kill the flies when they get in, she leaves them for me. Mua ha ha! She picks up the little bits of the box of anger, without too many dirty looks shot in my direction. I don't bite on it very much these days.
We had one bump in the road a few weeks ago. Mom almost got a dog. That big oaf was lucky I was under the comforter when he nudged me. Just who the heck did he think he was??? Well, he went home to his own people, and Mom and I are just fine without him. So there.
I see Papa from time to time, but am kind of missing that old smelly dog, what's her name...... Mom was kind of irritated with me, because I make her earn every piece of affection she gets, but Papa just scoops me up like a baby and I let him pet my belly without any fuss. *sigh* I can't help it. He's just a lovable guy. Now that I don't have to depend on him to feed me. :)
I think that I am probably five years old now. When I met Mom a few years ago on Thanksgiving, she thinks I was three. She thinks that today would be a good day for a birthday, so today it is. Whatever that means.........
This summer I am enjoying living in the lap of luxury. My Mom really "gets" who I am, and we bash along together just fine. I let her brush me now, and don't tell anyone, but I even let her pet my belly. I love her so much that I even try to groom her sometimes. She's so nice that she doesn't even kill the flies when they get in, she leaves them for me. Mua ha ha! She picks up the little bits of the box of anger, without too many dirty looks shot in my direction. I don't bite on it very much these days.
We had one bump in the road a few weeks ago. Mom almost got a dog. That big oaf was lucky I was under the comforter when he nudged me. Just who the heck did he think he was??? Well, he went home to his own people, and Mom and I are just fine without him. So there.
I see Papa from time to time, but am kind of missing that old smelly dog, what's her name...... Mom was kind of irritated with me, because I make her earn every piece of affection she gets, but Papa just scoops me up like a baby and I let him pet my belly without any fuss. *sigh* I can't help it. He's just a lovable guy. Now that I don't have to depend on him to feed me. :)
I think that I am probably five years old now. When I met Mom a few years ago on Thanksgiving, she thinks I was three. She thinks that today would be a good day for a birthday, so today it is. Whatever that means.........
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