A year ago today

I was born!

Or at least around that day, anyway. That’s what the nice lady vet said.

We’ll celebrate my Gotcha Day instead but I figured today was as good a day as any to check in and say hello.

We haven’t forgotten about all of you.

Both Jay and I are doing well.

We now have matching beds

We hang out together

I am big now even though I’m little when compared to my big bro. But I am still as adorable as before =^.^=

It will be Jay’s B-day (as calculated by his vet back when he adopted mom) in 4 days. Mom can’t remember his Gotcha Day. Silly mom. She says it was either end of May or beginning of June. Definitely before her birthday. Mom says Jay was very young but not as young as I was when she found me.

Either way, we’ll have a BIG Gotcha Day party next month!

I’m also sending a big happy B-Day headbutt to Milton the Cat, who was born on April 15. Purrs to you from all of us, Milton. So happy for you and momma Sadie!

Hope all you doggies and kitties (and humans) are  doing well. Sorry we haven’t been good neighbours for a while. Hug and purrs to all of you! I miss you all, especially auntie Savvy and uncle Sammy.

Thinking about my cat mom

I’ve been wanting to write this post since I saw snow for the first time but I kept forgetting. Then, I saw this post from Texas about NYC feral cats so I am finally writing it.

I didn’t like snow at first. My toesies got cold and I didn’t know why. It was very cold out and that got me thinking about my cat mom.  She was never found.

She is a feral cat like I was.  For all we know, she’s still out there. She might be cold. She might be hungry. She might even have more kitties now. Or be pregnant again.

What if she’s sick? Who’s gonna help her?

My human mom always keeps her eyes and ears open to any signal of feral (or stray cats) around the neighbourhood. So far, she hasn’t seen or heard any.

But I worry about my cat mom. All alone in the world and not spayed. So I worry about the kittens too, if there’s any.

I like snow now. I go out on the balcony, and play with it. I love to dig. But my human mom is always there with me, making sure I’m ok. And when I get cold, we go inside and my mom hugs me and makes me warm again. But what about my cat mom? Who’s gonna keep her warm and safe?

This is me, the night I was found

I wish for my cat mom and all kitties out there, to get their own humans to love!

Two week-a-versary

It was two weeks ago today (and pretty much about this time too) when my human mommy managed to get me out of that awful hole. I was so cold, and hungry and scared…!!

But my human mommy covered me with a blankie and hugged me and brought me home. Then she left me with my human sister and went to the store to buy kitty milk and kitty food for me.

That’s me with my human sister.  I was so scared

They offered me water and food but I was in too much of a shock to have anything. After a while, they convinced me to have a little bit of water and I finally did, with the help of my human mommy cause I didn’t quite understand how it worked to drink water from a kitty dish.