We may not say it enough..
Dear Mowie,
Hearing about Barbaro has gotten us a little sentimental and made us realize how quickly things can change. We know that everyone here knows your story, and most people have been begged to take you as their own. We just want you to know that we are NEVER giving you away. Keeping you was the best decision we’ve ever made.
We know you’re often not mentioned on here, or rather, get overshadowed by Mac and Sunny. But the truth is, we love you all the same. Just because you don’t break your leg or chew things you’re not supposed to and get ulcers doesn’t mean that you don’t deserve blog time. We’re sorry.
We don’t know your birthday, or even how old you are. We don’t even know your real name! (Tabby? Fluffy? Mary?!) But none of that matters now. I have known since the first day I met you what an incredible cat you were- it was just a matter of getting everyone else to see it (even your beloved dad at times). We hope your image hasn’t been tainted with stories of you trying to eat Macky, or chasing Sunny around in circles, or having to keep you in your own, small room. We were new parents with a new kitty and we just didn’t know you that well.
Everyday you become more and more of your own person, in a cat way. You’ve become so trusting around Mac and Sunny. We can tell how much you love playing with them and love when they give you baths. You are always the cat to sit with us and watch tv or greet us at the door. Nevermind the fact that you’re incredibly funny. We just hope that you’ll continue to pass your discipline and idealistic habits onto Mac and Sunny (God knows they need it..)
Now that we know you so well, it breaks our hearts to know what you’ve been through and how well you reacted. You were so resilient, and not bitter one bit. Now you’re becoming a little princess (minus the girly stuff) and you deserve every bit of the spoiling you get.
Love,
the people who feed you.