Hi Whitey and Friends,
I’m still new at this but I’m excited about my weekly blog. This week I’ll tell the story of my final days at Cat Depot. What a great place, huh? We all like it there but it doesn’t compare to a real, furever home.
My last day there was a happy one. Wonderful Miss Marianne filled out the paperwork for my adoption. She had a smiley face, didn’t she? I know I always look a little grumpy but that’s because of my folded ear. It makes me look a little crabby, but I’m not.
Dr. Kirk was really good to me and helped heal most of my wounds. I’ll tell you, that hoarding environment is brutal on us. In the weeks to come I’ll talk more about it but for now I try not to think about it. Anyway, Dr. Kirk came to give me a final tummy rub. I’m a sucker for a good tummy rub.
Even in my very first days there, I would roll over and welcome a rub. Everyone thought it was so cute. Me? I just wanted the attention and the loving.
One of my favorite volunteers honored me in a big way. His name is John and he likes to paint. Look at that painting he did of me! It’s fantastic. John came to say his final good-bye, too. Did I mention I also like chin rubs?
Miss Terri wanted to meet with me before I left. She does the blog so she wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing. She approved me taking it over so I have to do a good job. She is really nice so I gave her a nice head butt.
By then it was time to go and I was anxious to start my new life.
Buddy is still waiting for his furever home so I said good-bye and good luck to him.
Did you know I was missing my tail? You can see it here. Yep, I’m missing a tail, an ear and lots of teeth. Oh well, I have a big heart to make up for the missing pieces. (kitty laugh)
So there you have my final day at Cat Depot. May all the cats there be as lucky as I am to find a furever home. And may they all drive away into the sunshine and live happy lives. Like me!
Thanks for being my new friends!