I just turned one years old! I am no longer just a little kitten. Now I'm a little cat. My cattitude is the same though.
One of my big brothers accidentally stepped on me the other night when I was sleeping on the top step and he didn't see me. Gave everybody a scare but mostly me. I was shaking and hid under the bed and wouldn't come out until he promised not to stomp on me again. I couldn't purr for two days and ran whenever he came into the house. But I finally felt like purring again yesterday afternoon and my mommy was very relieved.
Molly-Cool is a calico babe who was abandoned on a road in the middle of nowhere in August 2012. Mewing piteously in 100+ degree heat, she was picked up by a kind man whose wife knew her Mommy. She was only 3 weeks old and the vet didn't think she'd make it because she wouldn't drink kitten milk supplements. She napped on a laptop to keep warm, licked a little Greek lemon yogurt from her Mommy's finger and guzzled a special nutrition paste from a tube like there was no tomorrow. After a few tense days in a house full of big cats, Mimi, a tiny Himalyan beauty, became her protector, teacher and constant companion. Named Molly because she was "unsinkable," she remade herself into Molly-Cool through her antics and spunky personality quirks. She's now top diva in a house with 3 other lady cats. We will celebrate her first birthday on July 15th.