I was adopted in January 2005 and was eleven weeks old. I love to hear the momma tell me our story. It took my new momma weeks to find me. The poor momma is allergic to kitties and puppies. She went to every shelter and held every kitty. But all she came home with were runny noses and puffy eyes. During this time, the brothers and sisters were being adopted, but not me. One morning, a pretty lady came in and stared at me. Next thing I knew, my cage was opened and the pretty lady was holding me. I cried and cried! The momma was the pretty lady, and her nose and eyes didn't bother her. I had a new home!
The daddy called me Phradie 'cause i lived under the couch, I never let anyone pet me, I was always paranoid. Well, I'm still a Phradie cat. Only the momma can snuggle with me.
I'm not your prissy cat. I like hard food, soft treats, laser pointers, fleece blankets, roomy saddles, daddy's messenger bag, scratch posts, open windows, the momma's kisses, my pink brush and water-no milk.
I don't like movement, the bird in my window, thunderstorms, the momma at work or school, an empty food bowl, or car rides.
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