June 17th, 2008
I didn't know where I was going that day, but for some reason, Rachel made me feel secure. She took me out of that camper and onto my shoulder, where everything looked green and full of life.
I began to think of my gray and white tabby, 2nd born sister with no current name, and Marvin, my black, brown and white calico-like, runt-sister, who stayed inside. I wondered, "what would happen to them?" Then, I thought of my own mother, whether or not if she missed me.
My name is Nermal, and I'm the fourth born of my siblings. I may be tiny, but I've got a strong head on my shoulders. Two of my siblings didn't manage to survive, but there are still five of us, running around. I admit, my eyes don't look nice for photos, but my new mama tries hard to keep them updated and cleaned.
Back to my new story. The car ride that I had been allowed to take, just this once, was not only thrilling to see the green land rushing by me in a blur, but it was also scary when being there alone. I knew that this was the vehicle that my orange and white brother and Snip was taken from, as my mama took them about 2 days ago to their own homes.
Our ride took close to 15 minutes, but for some reason, it felt more like a half of an hour to me. About halfway there, I was getting anxious. Mama allowed me to ride on her shoulder, which ended up calming me down by quite a bit.
FINALLY, the car was parked, and its horrible grumbling stopped. Right out of that window, I was looking at a bigger camper, and a black and white, spotted, male, neutered cat in the front window. However, the other cat knew I was here, yet, until I cried when mama put me down in the litter box.
"This is where you go potty," she told me, as I sniffed around and then climbed back out. I sniffed the air upon leaving the Pet Room and ran back onto her lap, where she sat down and awaited my approval in the hallway.
It didn't take long for mama to pick me up once more, where I was introduced to the food and water corner, where I didn't waste any time munching on this new brand of cat food. For some reason, it tasted better here, as I made my mama and daddy laugh at me when I mewed and ate at the same time. I guess that not all kittens know how to do that...
It was rather late, so after mama noticed that I was done eating, she brought me to her bed, where I found comfort immediately. I sniffed around the bed as she stood up to look into the Pet Room, only to turn around in surprise at these animals that were JUST MY SIZE! They had enticing tails behind them, that dragged around wherever they walked, and whiskers stretched out farther than my own!
"These are rats," my mama had told me, "These are friends. These three, here, are the girls. Nermal, say hello to Rin, Hinata, and MyRunt. Athena is out for about a month and a half, but you can always trust Hinata to be your buddy."
At that moment, I began to play with the one she had pointed to me. I pushed her down with surprising ease, but each time she bit me too hard, I got a small, painless nip from her until I learned to play nicely. Hinata turned out to be a great teacher, but she reminded me so much of my mother back at home.
By the time the boys were introduced to me (there were four of them), I was too tired to play anymore, and I napped while their out time was fulfilled for that day.
Two days later, the male that the call "Shadow" had bit me, HARD. It was then and there that I didn't like to play with any rats that were bigger than the girls. You can see a picture of him from the day I was taken home below.
Regardless, Mama took care of not only my new problem, but my eyes, as well. She spent $5.00 on a bottle of eye formula and made sure she kept it away from the bite, and in two days, I hardly saw the pus in my eyes. She stopped with the medicine today, just to see how much my eyes have improved for certain.
As of now, I sleep with my Mama at bedtime (by her shoulders as she sleeps on her side-something kicks me all the time, if I lay by her belly. I think she, herself, is having a kitten!), My belly became rolly-polly, and Bulvine (the other kitty with us all) finally wants to be friendly with me. Life is just as good as it was before my Mama took me home.
Your friend,
Nermal
PS: if you know what my breed and coloring may be, please feel free to let us know
I didn't know where I was going that day, but for some reason, Rachel made me feel secure. She took me out of that camper and onto my shoulder, where everything looked green and full of life.
I began to think of my gray and white tabby, 2nd born sister with no current name, and Marvin, my black, brown and white calico-like, runt-sister, who stayed inside. I wondered, "what would happen to them?" Then, I thought of my own mother, whether or not if she missed me.
My name is Nermal, and I'm the fourth born of my siblings. I may be tiny, but I've got a strong head on my shoulders. Two of my siblings didn't manage to survive, but there are still five of us, running around. I admit, my eyes don't look nice for photos, but my new mama tries hard to keep them updated and cleaned.
Back to my new story. The car ride that I had been allowed to take, just this once, was not only thrilling to see the green land rushing by me in a blur, but it was also scary when being there alone. I knew that this was the vehicle that my orange and white brother and Snip was taken from, as my mama took them about 2 days ago to their own homes.
Our ride took close to 15 minutes, but for some reason, it felt more like a half of an hour to me. About halfway there, I was getting anxious. Mama allowed me to ride on her shoulder, which ended up calming me down by quite a bit.
FINALLY, the car was parked, and its horrible grumbling stopped. Right out of that window, I was looking at a bigger camper, and a black and white, spotted, male, neutered cat in the front window. However, the other cat knew I was here, yet, until I cried when mama put me down in the litter box.
"This is where you go potty," she told me, as I sniffed around and then climbed back out. I sniffed the air upon leaving the Pet Room and ran back onto her lap, where she sat down and awaited my approval in the hallway.
It didn't take long for mama to pick me up once more, where I was introduced to the food and water corner, where I didn't waste any time munching on this new brand of cat food. For some reason, it tasted better here, as I made my mama and daddy laugh at me when I mewed and ate at the same time. I guess that not all kittens know how to do that...
It was rather late, so after mama noticed that I was done eating, she brought me to her bed, where I found comfort immediately. I sniffed around the bed as she stood up to look into the Pet Room, only to turn around in surprise at these animals that were JUST MY SIZE! They had enticing tails behind them, that dragged around wherever they walked, and whiskers stretched out farther than my own!
"These are rats," my mama had told me, "These are friends. These three, here, are the girls. Nermal, say hello to Rin, Hinata, and MyRunt. Athena is out for about a month and a half, but you can always trust Hinata to be your buddy."
At that moment, I began to play with the one she had pointed to me. I pushed her down with surprising ease, but each time she bit me too hard, I got a small, painless nip from her until I learned to play nicely. Hinata turned out to be a great teacher, but she reminded me so much of my mother back at home.
By the time the boys were introduced to me (there were four of them), I was too tired to play anymore, and I napped while their out time was fulfilled for that day.
Two days later, the male that the call "Shadow" had bit me, HARD. It was then and there that I didn't like to play with any rats that were bigger than the girls. You can see a picture of him from the day I was taken home below.
Regardless, Mama took care of not only my new problem, but my eyes, as well. She spent $5.00 on a bottle of eye formula and made sure she kept it away from the bite, and in two days, I hardly saw the pus in my eyes. She stopped with the medicine today, just to see how much my eyes have improved for certain.
As of now, I sleep with my Mama at bedtime (by her shoulders as she sleeps on her side-something kicks me all the time, if I lay by her belly. I think she, herself, is having a kitten!), My belly became rolly-polly, and Bulvine (the other kitty with us all) finally wants to be friendly with me. Life is just as good as it was before my Mama took me home.
Your friend,
Nermal
PS: if you know what my breed and coloring may be, please feel free to let us know
