When Mom takes me back to have my nails cut again (since I even knead mom's face) she will finally get to see my doctor. Then she will eke out as much as possible about me. All she was able to gather was a lady had me and had to give me up. No one knows why so far but we can surmise death or a nursing home/assisted living perhaps. One thing is certain mom said..that I must have been cherished and loved because my manner is absolutely THE most loving she has ever seen. The Admiral certainly was loving..no question but I am a complete total 200% love bug who can't get enough lovins, holdings and kisses. If I could be held 24 hrs a day I would be happy. I have a tiny little soft soft voice. It has not changed in the week I have been here in my forever home. Very soft, high pitched, almost kitten like. Mom is totally completely abjectly wired into that sound and my wish is her command.
I don't have a lot of favorite toys of them all yet. I just prop up on my Ess, I won't lay on it at all... I like a wad of paper thrown to me..my catnip infused cardboard scratch pad is a fave, my trackball every once in a while, my nip nanner & ratsie and some furry mousies. Most of all, I love being on mom's lap, sitting with my whole self stretched upward and my head on her chest, with my arm up reached holding her in a hug.
Mom took some so-so pictures of me. Her camera is playing up for some reason and she's waiting on an opinion on it. She said she'd post them anyway despite them having to be taken with the flash and not quite all in focus.
Fanks you for coming to be my furriend and remember, my sisfur who came before me, Admiral is keeping her bloggie and will blog once in a while from the Rainbow Bridge she said. She hopes you'll stay with me if you can.