Motor Mommy made a confession to me over the weekend.
March 14 was the anniversary of a furry special event, and Motor Mommy completely furgot about it. You see, seven years ago on that date, I was adopted by my pawrents. I almost wrote about it last month in one of my posts, but I decided to just wait to see
when IF she remembered.
I was a tiny little girl back then, and it took me a long time to become comfortable in my new surroundings.
But now, I’m happy and loved in my furever home.
Every night, Motor Mommy and I have cuddle time. When she sits down in the recliner to relax and enjoy the newspaper, that’s when I make my way to her lap.
Sometimes I look so cute, she takes a selfie of us.
Yep, I’m a furry loved and happy kitty. If only all kitties (and doggies, too) could be this fortunate.
~These Days Of Mine~