First there was just my sister Grace Lillian Pussycat and me.
She was a real pain in the tail when she was a kitten, but she got better.
Then Mom said we were going to foster a kitten because there
was no room for him at the shelter.
Mom said, don't worry, he'll go back to the shelter when he's a little older.
Well, that was almost 2 years ago, and there's no sign of him leaving.
His name is Mickey Mouser and he's not all that bad. I guess.
Grace Lillian still thinks he's kinda stinky.
8 comments:
Awww, you're all great together. Mickey Mouser looks a lot like our Derry, only slimmer. Much slimmer. LOL. We're glad you get along well together, at least for the most part! The mom says if there's no blood shed and the furs not flying, it's all good. :-P
Awww, we think all three of you are just precious beautiful tabbycats!
Sounds as if he is staying. ~Socks
Mickey Mouser, what an unusual name. It looks like you've become more accepting of the stinker ... um, the younger one.
We think you'd miss him if he went to live somewhere else.
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
Woohoo! Just look at all the beautiful tabbies in your house! It sounds like you all *generally* get along, Tommie. And when it comes to siblings, that's just pawsome. :)
Hugs!
Moosey and Sammy
So glad as your sissie got older that she settled down. I love the last photo where you are holding her paw. So sweet!
Mickey Mouser looks like Cody and yep he looks like Derry too! I love him! Those gray tabbies have a way of sticking around, don't they? lol
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