Being nurse on mama’s knees.
Well, I am going to meander back to my beginnings with mama and papa while mama recovers from a sort of knock-down from an antibiotic. Mama’s view is that if you can nail it without them, so be it, but there are simply more complicated afflictions that need a strongman/woman.
Still, side effects are side effects and no fun at all, although I have been spared them in my young life.
Enough of this, I am thinking back to my first days in a safe place with anthros who appear to have loved me on sight, and I remember the first night after mama suggested that I stay in the house, fed me, and left water and kibble for my nightly needs, and I remember that they went off to bed and I wandered and wandered from room to room, sniffing my new abode and rubbing my jaws on the appropriate corners of things to make sure they were mine and mine alone and then I ventured upstairs and pondered the future.
I gazed upon the sleeping two who had rescued me from a feral future and thought deeply about what might be in store…
However, that which overtakes kitties no matter where and when, embraced me yet again and I drifted off on a soft, warm couch downstairs into my first real night of peace and contentment for a long, long time.
Amazing where curiosity can take one. A simple search into a garden, a bowl of tuna, a feathered anthro emanating a “no strings attached” welcome and voila`(I couldn’t get that accent over the ‘a’…oh, well).
Who knew what tomorrow would bring?
But back to the present, papa felt I should be called Florence, Nightinkitty.
Being found and being safe is just the best!
Oh, I am that.
Such a great story! I love the name Florence Nightinkitty. It suits you Loulou, since you are taking such good care of your mama.
Well, she was up and about today and actually paid a bit of attention to giving me a couple of Party Time treats just for being such a good nurse.
Loulou, we are just LUCKY. Your story is so wonderful – your mama MUST write a children’s book with illustrations. Or an adult one. People need to be made aware that we’re not just throwaway items for a vacation – we’re a permanent part of the family. And Papa found me on Le Bon Coin and when mama saw « Lurch » dragging me out of the yard with a rope, that was it. No NOT leaving without me!! I could do with a lot less car travels, though. But today to the beach in my poussette!!! Yippee. I heard the word seafood mentioned……
Oh, Mya, the BEACH. I don’t even have my garden much less a huge litter box like THAT. Dig for me, too.
Yes – I did, teehee – and I ate for us both TOO!!!!
OH, what a friend.
Hello Loulou, sorry to hear that you mama is unwell. With you to look after her, she will soon recover!
You see, very often, when I cuddle one of my little ones, I feel so happy that our paths crossed. For all of them, kitties and doggies, it was a radical and happy change of life.
In particular, Domino, my cavalier King Charles, was regularly beaten and had to undergo surgery.
Right now, he is on “our” bed, safe and happy, despite a heart condition.
Oh, I can hardly read that without tears. When mama sees someone being cruel to either children or animals, she stands there and stares at them. And you don’t want that stare, believe me….
Actually, Loulou, when I heard that some old man in the village was brutalizing his new baby dog, I started to walk past his house and effectively, poor little Domino “n’était pas à la noce” !
I approached the mayor and he agreed to talk the old man into giving up Domino. Initially, my idea was to find a good family for him but how to be sure he would be in good hands?
Domino and Charly, my poodle, hit it off immediately, so that was it !
Oh, what a sweet ending to a terrible event. How CAN people do the things they do? Whatever anyone says, we are not born equal in kindness. Thank you for loving Domino.
Well, Florence Nightinkitty, we hope you are getting some good rest while you nurse your mama back to health.
I think I am getting more rest than she, that’s for sure.
You are a lucky girl to find such a good family.
Oh, I do feel that but they are lucky too, right?
What a story, LouLou – so glad you were found – or found Mama & Papa. Hoping Mama is continuing her recovery.
Well, she can put out my food, so I’m sure she’s better, haha.