All these months, I’ve waited. Waited and waited for my forever family. Watched other kittens come and go. Waited. And waited some more.
“Where ARE they?!” I asked the lady. “Where are my people? What’s taking them so long? When will I go home?”
“Where can they BE?”
I’ve been so patient. I’ve been a good boy. I’ve been nice and gotten along with whatever cats and kittens come my way. “You’re such a sweet boy,” that lady told me. “Whoever ends up with you will be the luckiest people in the world.”
It’s been such a long wait. I worried and wondered if it was just never going to happen for me.
And then it did.
After all these months.
“You’re already home,” she said to me.
(SUCKERS.)
And we napped on it.
But I’m not sure I care for this bunny-ears thing.
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Previously
2013: “Is he… biting my belly? How very odd!”
2012: “BABY STOMPERS HAVE FLOOF ALSO, STUPID LADY. ALSO BABY STOMPERS TINY AND CUTE. COME HERE, BABY STOMPERS WANT TO BITE YOUR LIP.”
2011: “Yes, I’m wearing my tiny hat. What of it?”
2010: (Have you ever seen a grown male cat, unneutered? My GOD those things are big!)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: A new litter box = Big Excitement in Kittentown.
2006: No entry.
2005: Mister Eggs does his bat imitation.