*Opens one eye and then both eyes in amazement* Oh, hi, everyone! What a nice surprise to wake up to messages on our bloggie for me! Yes, today's my Gotcha Day anniversary. Three years ago, Mommy and Daddy decided to adopt me! I'd been living with them for a good part of the year by then, but that was my official adoption day. I first came to live with them in the middle of May, 2011, after walking down the sidewalk outside Mommy's work yelling for food. Mommy stopped her class to come find me, caught me, then she and Daddy put me in the car. Later on, when they opened the car to get in after Mommy's class was over, I escaped and hid from them. It took them 45 minutes to catch me again! That time, I stayed caught. I rode home in the space between Daddy's door and his seat while he drove, and he petted me the whole time to help me relax.
I was feral but socialized when I found my purrents, and this year they found out that I'd been spayed somewhere along the line. I may have had a home as a kitten, or I may have found a kind human who got me spayed but couldn't keep me. I was fed by the guys at the Franz bakery across the street from where Mommy works, and I caught my food as well.
Tomorrow's my 5th birthday, so double happiness for me! Stay safe tonight, everyone, and out of the way of fireworks. Tell your humans to stay safe if they're partying, too!
