Yayy. Today is my kittie's birthday! I'm so happy. Well, not really technically her actual "birthday" but I've had her for a year officially. I can't believe it. It feels like I've had her my whole life. I love her so much.
I know most of you probably think I'm crazy, weird or obsessed with her. But seriously, she is my baby! Her and I have such a mother and daughter bond. It's as if I actually had a baby. Haha. I love her that much. She's my everything.
I was so miserable before, and just looking at my little kitty brightens my entire day up. She's what puts me in a good mood when I'm mad at the world or myself. I love her so much!
I wish I knew how old she actually was. But I don't :/ All I know is, in March of '08 is when she got brought to the shelter. And "She was really young when she had her own kittens". No, I've never even seen her kittens before, or know where they are now. But I'm really upset she's not reunited with them. How horrible to be giving birth to kittens then never seeing them again? That's how most cats in the world work. But I just can't stand to see related animals separated from each other. Saddest thing ever I think. Anyways, she was in the shelter for 8 long months.
Until I decided to adopt her. I had gone to the shelter a few times (still do) and had seen her a lot, but I didn't actually notice her or take an interest to her until November of '08. I was playing with all the cats, and for some reason I just had my eyes on her. She was such a loving little kitty. She was rubbing against me, and the second she crawled into my lap, curled up into a ball and slept there was when she stole my heart.
Hahahhaha. I know. I sound pathetic. But it was the SWEETEST thing ever!! And I had explained to my mom how much I really loved this cat and how I wanted to rescue her and take her home.
Of course, us, we as it is have way too many animals, even more now. So my mom was saying no and we knew my step dad would say no too, like he always does to 'new animals'. So like a week or two went by.
And we went back and visited. Then I think about 2 days later, I called my mom while she was visiting at the shelter ('Cause she's good friends with the owner and volunteers there sometimes) and she sounded like she was up to something.
She had been talking to my step dad over the phone, talking him into it, convincing him to let her get Belle for me. But I didn't know that at the time. aha.
So, finally as she was pulling into the driveway. I for some reason was in the laundry room waiting to greet her. (aha idk whyyyy.)
I saw her walk over to the passenger side of the car and then I saw her take a cat carrier out of the car. And I started screaming and getting all excited. I ran out there and I was the happiest person in the world.
That was the best surprise I've ever had in my life. I never knew she was going to do that. And even then, she told me not to get my hopes up. Because we didn't know how Belle was going to get along with the other animals or anything. We didn't know her personality, or if she was sick or had any kinds of diseases.
Okay, pause.. might I add that this is a really fucking long story? Haha. I'm not even going to want to proof read it. Ahhhh! But why stop now? I'll continue. Please keep reading, if you are even this far...
So the first night, I was a little nervous. As I was sleeping, everytime I woke up to turn over Belle would be right by my side, she would meow and be all lovey dovey, rubbing against me. It was because she obviously wasn't used to being with someone at nights or with someone who babied or loved her.. so it took her some time to get used to. She kept me up the bit of the night.
But it's alright. 'Cause we all know I would do anything for her..
Oh dearrrrr, this is too long. Well, long story short. We brought her to the vets. And she had a little cold, but it eventually passed and she also had worms in her poop. That also passed.
So yep. It's been a year now. And I am the happiest ever because of her. I cannot say it enough, how animals in shelters are actually the most amazing pets. You might not think so. But they really are. All animals are. Except, you don't need to be supporting puppy mills or mall animals shops, it's completely absurd. It's not natural and what those poor animals go through is HELL. Don't support them. These people breeding animals need to learn a lesson. Anyways, my sister used to work at a mall pet store, and they treated the animals so awful. The animals (mainly dogs) would die because they needed medications, because they were sick. And I remember my sister really loved this one dog and wanted it so bad, but of course, it was too expensive. And it eventually ended up dying due to not getting the medications it needed to survive. Because the poor thing was sick. So fucked up.
Anywho, I'm just rambling now. I hope you enjoyed it, ahha. I honestly felt the need to share it, but who's going to actually read this? Way too long. I know.
I love my precious little baby though. I couldn't have ever asked for a better kitty. Honest to God. Loooove love love my sweet pea <3
I know most of you probably think I'm crazy, weird or obsessed with her. But seriously, she is my baby! Her and I have such a mother and daughter bond. It's as if I actually had a baby. Haha. I love her that much. She's my everything.
I was so miserable before, and just looking at my little kitty brightens my entire day up. She's what puts me in a good mood when I'm mad at the world or myself. I love her so much!
I wish I knew how old she actually was. But I don't :/ All I know is, in March of '08 is when she got brought to the shelter. And "She was really young when she had her own kittens". No, I've never even seen her kittens before, or know where they are now. But I'm really upset she's not reunited with them. How horrible to be giving birth to kittens then never seeing them again? That's how most cats in the world work. But I just can't stand to see related animals separated from each other. Saddest thing ever I think. Anyways, she was in the shelter for 8 long months.
Until I decided to adopt her. I had gone to the shelter a few times (still do) and had seen her a lot, but I didn't actually notice her or take an interest to her until November of '08. I was playing with all the cats, and for some reason I just had my eyes on her. She was such a loving little kitty. She was rubbing against me, and the second she crawled into my lap, curled up into a ball and slept there was when she stole my heart.
Hahahhaha. I know. I sound pathetic. But it was the SWEETEST thing ever!! And I had explained to my mom how much I really loved this cat and how I wanted to rescue her and take her home.
Of course, us, we as it is have way too many animals, even more now. So my mom was saying no and we knew my step dad would say no too, like he always does to 'new animals'. So like a week or two went by.
And we went back and visited. Then I think about 2 days later, I called my mom while she was visiting at the shelter ('Cause she's good friends with the owner and volunteers there sometimes) and she sounded like she was up to something.
She had been talking to my step dad over the phone, talking him into it, convincing him to let her get Belle for me. But I didn't know that at the time. aha.
So, finally as she was pulling into the driveway. I for some reason was in the laundry room waiting to greet her. (aha idk whyyyy.)
I saw her walk over to the passenger side of the car and then I saw her take a cat carrier out of the car. And I started screaming and getting all excited. I ran out there and I was the happiest person in the world.
That was the best surprise I've ever had in my life. I never knew she was going to do that. And even then, she told me not to get my hopes up. Because we didn't know how Belle was going to get along with the other animals or anything. We didn't know her personality, or if she was sick or had any kinds of diseases.
Okay, pause.. might I add that this is a really fucking long story? Haha. I'm not even going to want to proof read it. Ahhhh! But why stop now? I'll continue. Please keep reading, if you are even this far...
So the first night, I was a little nervous. As I was sleeping, everytime I woke up to turn over Belle would be right by my side, she would meow and be all lovey dovey, rubbing against me. It was because she obviously wasn't used to being with someone at nights or with someone who babied or loved her.. so it took her some time to get used to. She kept me up the bit of the night.
But it's alright. 'Cause we all know I would do anything for her..
Oh dearrrrr, this is too long. Well, long story short. We brought her to the vets. And she had a little cold, but it eventually passed and she also had worms in her poop. That also passed.
So yep. It's been a year now. And I am the happiest ever because of her. I cannot say it enough, how animals in shelters are actually the most amazing pets. You might not think so. But they really are. All animals are. Except, you don't need to be supporting puppy mills or mall animals shops, it's completely absurd. It's not natural and what those poor animals go through is HELL. Don't support them. These people breeding animals need to learn a lesson. Anyways, my sister used to work at a mall pet store, and they treated the animals so awful. The animals (mainly dogs) would die because they needed medications, because they were sick. And I remember my sister really loved this one dog and wanted it so bad, but of course, it was too expensive. And it eventually ended up dying due to not getting the medications it needed to survive. Because the poor thing was sick. So fucked up.
Anywho, I'm just rambling now. I hope you enjoyed it, ahha. I honestly felt the need to share it, but who's going to actually read this? Way too long. I know.
I love my precious little baby though. I couldn't have ever asked for a better kitty. Honest to God. Loooove love love my sweet pea <3
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