I am a cow, an elk, a deer, a ballerina and a unicorn. In spirit and grace.I am hungry and sleepy. I am not sure how old I am. I can be testy. But I am very beautiful. I am destined for stardom.
Once upon a time I was a small kitten, homeless on the streets of Brooklyn. I followed a nice lady home and she let me stay with her. Then she took me to a bigger apartment, with more people who were nice to me, and other apartments I could sneak into, with beds I could sleep in. Sometimes I would do other things too, but I don't like to talk about that. There is also a basement I like to explore, though one time the landlord locked me in there and I was stuck in the dark with no food, even though I mewed and mewed. I'm a little scared to go in the basement now. There is also a backyard with lots of grass and other edible plants and smells, and sometimes cats. And sometimes big dogs that are scary. Luckily there are also lots of places to hide. Still, I'm a little wary of it out there. Vincent is much bolder. I think it's because he is from Canada and used to wilderness.
Vincent. One day Vincent came to live with us. I have mixed feelings about Vincent. I like him, but I am scared that he will displace me as the cat-center of attention. I am also scared that he will eat my food, even though our moms seem to put out enough for both of us every day. But I was born and raised on the streets, what do you expect from me? I am working on my issues.
I used to do a lot of catnip. It was fun, and I thought I could handle it. Nicole used to bring home different handmade hippie-ish catnip toys for me and Vincent a lot, but one day Vincent busted one of them open and got high grade organic catnip all over the floor and spent the next 6 hours running back and forth across the living room, and not in a fun way. So we don't get catnip much anymore.
My first human mom went away to Chicago where you can't have cats or something, so I stayed behind in Brooklyn with Vincent and Ally and Nicole and my new friend Su.
