Hey guys! Ive got lots of new friends. Before you continue reading, this is mainly for new friends and anybody who is interested. If youd like the short story, visit the blue box under my name & picture. IF youd like the long story, keep reading. PART 1- DANAIJIA: You will see lots of times I tag Danaijia and Family in my posts. Danaijia is my cat mom (deceased). To make it shorter, mom is gonna link her FULL LONG story (on her website) here. I HIGHLY suggest you read it if you would like to follow along with the rest of this story. candy1913.wix/danijiaandfamily#!iloveyoudees-story/cee5 LITTER OF 5: My birthday, May 15, 2012, was a special day for my hoomun mom. If youve read Danaijias story, you will know she was a rescue cat, moms first. Anyways, mom still knows the order of which we were all born. Bella Charlotte Java Rosie Peanut She loved us all but could only keep 1. She fought long and hard to keep Peanut too, he was going to be sent to a bad home by my grandma (she didnt know it was a bad home, she was friends with the owner but my mommy is smart and had a gut feeling which turned out to be proven correct when their kitten died at only 8 months old from an infection they knew about but lacked to take care of at the vet.) She still gets to see all of my siblings though. GROWING UP TOGETHER: We loved being the only kittens with mom. We still wanted to nurse when we were 12-13 weeks old. We played and played and played and our kitty mom was always there to watch us but also there to cuddle with mom when needed. We grew up with Chillidog (thats another story), only the bestest smartest friend mom has ever had in her whole life. (Rest in peace, sweet Chilli.) And we loved her too. She let us play with her tail and her ears and climb over her like a jungle gym. We also met Emmy the rabbit, Aria & Tonka (Tonka is yet ANOTHER story) the rats, and other animals that are now gone. We grew up learning to hunt, but knowing the difference between pet and prey, being sweet, and staying in our yard and hunting grounds. Of yeah, and staying away from evil neighbor kitty (can you guess? another story.) The growing up part stops abruptly when moms life falls apart, we had to learn quick how to help her and comfort her because our kitty mom had disappeared and wasnt their to help anymore. But worse yet, moms Chillidog had gone somewhere too. We were still little kittens and didnt understand what Heaven was at that time. All we knew was mom was sad and something was different and there was no mama cat to sleep with at night. Please somebody post to my wall tomorrow to remind me to do part B....I might get distracted in the new toys mom is getting me tomorrow!!!
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 04:49:25 +0000
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