I am 15 pnds of fur and I guard my back yard

like the king I know I am.  Nobody better mess with

me except maybe the dog.  I am beginning to like playing with her. 

I got lost under a car and sat there all night crying till

mommy came and found me.  She took me in and gave me to Kimba who was mom's pitbull.  Kimba and I slept and ate together and if the other cats picked on me, Kimba would nose them away but I got to pick on them :)   I had the best world till my Kimba mom passed

away 8 months ago.  Now I am lost and walk around crying alot.  Mommy got a new dog but she is smaller than me and she snarls when I try to make nice.  Mom has promised me a new pit so I am hoping she will be like my old mom and love me.  I sleep with Bruno now

cause he doesn't mind sharing his bed.

I had a nice home but my owners landlord said I had to go so he put me in a cage and left me on someone's porch.  I was really scared and cried alot.  The woman who lived there saw him leave me and ran out but he

ran faster and I looked at her and started screaming.

My note said I was 5 yrs old and was named Zsa Zsa and I knew my name well so mommy kept it.  She took me to

a dr for shots and to make sure I was fixed.  She even found out where my old dad live and made him come

appologize and pay for my dr visit.  I do not like all the other cats since I was an only child but mom could not find me a better home so I stayed in her bedroom for

5 yrs.  I am getting better now,  I go into the living room and even sit on the couch as long as mom is there.

I play with the dog's toys and have gotten fat cause I

spent too much time on mom's bed.  I am a lucky cat

or at least that's what mom always says.  Of course she

doesn't have to go around hissing at everyone who gets too close!

Mommy saw my picture and read about me online.  She knew that my starting life as a feral kitty and being all black would keep people

from adopting me and she also knew that I was just what she wanted.  She had 3 of us to pick from and she took me because someone adopted me and brought me back and that horrified her.

They thought I wasn't that friendly but really they just needed to get

to know me.  She also took my little sister and later my brother.

Now I live in a home with lots of siblings and get to stay and play

with my brother and sister for the rest of my life.  I am happy.

I am not very trusting and don't want anyone touching me but I do like to lay next to mommy when she is sleeping.  When the big man tried to take me from my cage, he had to put on big gloves and I

was very scared.  I heard my new daddy ask mom if she was sure she wanted me and he sounded worried but mommy wasn't.

She said I was perfect. (how did she know?) I am perfect.  I am all

black with the brightest gold eyes anyone ever saw.  I used to live in backyard in RI with my 2 brothers and a nice man fed us but when it got cold out he called people who came and brought us to a warm place.  People came and looked at us but I wasn't receptive.  I feel they should take me as I am.  I do like to play with mommy and I love

my new brother Tigger.  He used to cry alot when we first came but now when  he cries I run to him and we get to cuddle together.

I like my new home.  No one yells at me no matter what I do.  Mom

did catch me and put a stupid pink collar on me so she can tell us apart but I will get it off again soon.  Stupid collar!  I am happy

here and mom says this is my forever home no matter what.

I love to play and the first time mommy saw me I was in my cage playing with a string and she thought someone would take me home.

She said my brother and sister were more in need and took them away with her.  I knew she would feel bad and come back for me!

It took her awhile but she came and brought me home too.  I consider myself the oldest and like to pick on my sibs alot.  Mom yells

at me though when they scream.  I like to lay on mom's tummy at night so she can't move.  Mom says I have come a long way and she is so happy that I like to play with my doggy sister Emma.  We run all over jumping on each other and it is such fun.  I have 4 white hairs

on my tummy otherwise I look like a mini panther with gold eyes.

I am great at begging for food and sure do like my food dish.  Mom

says my name is an error cause I am always jumping on her feet at night and attacking them.  She says she's gonna start cutting my nails.

Hope that's a good thing.  I have a big family now and am in my forever home no matter what.  Guess I'll start being nicer to my

canine sister Lili, maybe.