Monday, May 20, 2013

My Gotcha Days

It is an interesting story about the day I picked out my mom and dad. Yes, I picked them out, as soon as I saw them I knew they were the chosen ones. Actually I have two Gotcha Days, the first is when I picked them and the second is when it was official that the daddie said I could be an inside kittie. I like to say I picked the folks and they never saw it coming. Here is my story.

It was way back on the 7th of July, when I was wondering around the countryside, that I heard a lot of laughter and talking, and smelled the aroma of good food. I immediately headed in the direction of all of the commotion and suddenly came upon what looked like a family picinic, a great find indeed. I immediately made my precence known and started to work my magic to worm a way into their heart I mean to have them love me bunches. The mom didn't want to even touch me. This is not a good thing but then later I learned that she had her heart broken many times by outside cats. She would offer them food, water, play, anything that an outside kitty would want. But several of her cats, Sassy, Punkie, and Guy, just left and didn't come back. I didn't know at that time but she told the dad that she didn't want to get attached to anymore outside cats because of the sadness that she would feel when they would never come back to see her. I'm glad I didn't know all of this because I might have decided not to even give them a try.


This is the first photo taken of me.

I decided that I liked this family and that I would hang out and try to mooch some food off of them. The mom still wouldn't pay me any attention but I didn't care because there were plenty of other folks there who did. After the dad noticed me he started petting me, then he would kind of play with me, and the best yet was that, before I knew it, he brought out some food and water just for me. Well, that was the window of opportunity that I needed. The mom said to dad that now that the cat was fed, it WAS HER CAT! My hears perked up when I heard that!  It was music to my ears.

Weaseling, I mean tugging at the dad's heart strings.

Dad told mom that he fed me as he could see I was starving and pointed out that my little ribs were sticking out through my skin and fur. Try as I might during their conversation I could not get a tear to roll down my furrie cheeks though I tried. By then it was too late for mom anyway because she was hooked on keeping me around!

The mom was sold! I was fed, named, held, and given kisses!!
Don't you think we make a cute family?

It took me all of maybe several days to know that I was a shoo in and they were going to let me stay thought I did not hear the words "inside kittie" yet. The mom did have some rules for the dad, which included a visit to the vet, surgery so I wouldn't bring any more little kittens around once I grew up, shots to be given, and a chip put in so if I ever got lost they would have a chance of finding me again and he would have to build me a big shelter so I wouldn't run out into the road or woods. Yes, life was good but guess what? It got better.

After my surgery, on October 15, at the vet's office it was mentioned to the mom that I cannot go outside for ten days. When I heard of this wonderful idea again I could not keep the smile off of my face. During the day I had the run of the house and at night was put in a special cage so I wouldn't get into trouble. Well one thing led to another and before they even realized what was happening I was sleeping in their bed at night with them. As I mentioned before they never saw it coming. I guess you could say I have two Gotha Days! The one when I got them and the second one when it was official . . . I would be their inside kittie.

The rest as they say is history! I don't miss being outside at all and when the doors are open I don't try to run outside. I was so young I have forgotten about the outside and am happy to watch the outside from the inside.

That that's how I picked my folks and found my furever home. I am so lucky to have such a great mom, dad, and new friends that I have met while blogging.

8 comments:

meowmeowmans said...

Gracie, you sure did a wonderful job of gotcha-ing your Mom and Dad! I love that you found such a purrfect and love-filled home! :)

Hugs!

Moosey

Timmy Tomcat said...

Golly Gee Whiskers Gracie! That is such a kyoot story. We are all wet eyed here at the Tomcat home and that is some feat!
Purrs
Timmy Tomcat

PS Fitz says thanks!

The Florida Furkids said...

Your Gotcha Day story makes us smile. We love that pic of you with your Mom!!

Raz and The Florida Furkids

Cat said...

Oh Gracie we are so glad that you are an inside kitty, we are all inside kitties too and that is the safest way to be :-) We think you were gotcha'd into a fantastic home, and we love your story!!!

Oui Oui said...

Gracie, you are so cute, we can see why your mom and dad fell in love with you. And sometimes the answer to a problem is right there in the open. This time it took a kitty to show the way. Such a heart warming story! Thanks for sharing.

The Musings Of A Crazy Cat Lady said...

Gracie,I like both of your gotcha days. I don't miss having to be outside, either. Purrs, Abbi Leala

Karen Jo said...

You are a smart kitty to pick such loving parents, Gracie. You sure charmed them,

Spyro

Kjelle Bus said...

Gracie you too are one smart kitty that picked sooo good parents <3
LOVE LOVE LOVE your Gotcha story !
XOXO