Ruckus’s journey home

I am borrowing Loafy’s blog today to tell you about my story:

I was living in the shelter and had been there for a few days. I had been brought in around the first week of February 2008. I was put out for adoption on February 11. Two days later my life changed.

I didn’t see her come in – I was busy sleeping. But the next thing I knew, someone was picking me up and taking me out of my cage.

I was taken to a room and handed off to someone else. She was warm, talked softly to me and petted me. I sat on her lap a few minutes, before I decided to explore. I jumped down and started smelling around the floor. She didn’t leave. She just stayed and petted me and talked softly to me.

A few minutes later, she left the room. I was scooped back up and put into my cage again. But this time, there was a sign attached to my door. I couldn’t read the backwards handwriting though.

I went back to sleep, and woke up early the next morning. I went about my day, and exercized with the other kitties and slept in the big room with them.

About lunchtime, a guy came in. He was brought over to the room I was in. He smelled good, kinda like meats. I laid down on his lap. He smiled and petted me.
A few minutes later, someone came to check on him.
“Do you like her? Isn’t she sweet?” They asked him.
“Yes. She’s very nice. I’d like to take her home now, if that’s ok.”
The worker nodded, and led him out of the room. I stayed in and watched as he filled out paperwork and came back for me.

“Alright, little one. Time to take you home.” He picked me up and put me in a cardboard carrying case.
I watched through the holes as we went outside, then into his car. As soon as I was safely inside he opened the lid so I could see out.

Slowly, I walked out, and sat on his lap. We drove quickly, and before I knew it, I was back in the carboard case, being carried into my new home.

When I was safe inside, I was released again. Everything was new! He showed me where my litterbox was, my food bowl and all my new toys! He kept talking about it being Valentines Day, and how he and Susan were so excited that I was their little Valentine! I dunno what he meant, but I got some treats!

This was the first picture I ever had taken at my new home!

I didn’t want to play- I wanted to bond with my new owner.

A few hours later, another owner came home! It was the lady from the day before! I had two new owners!

Two months later, I got my little sister, Meatloafy.

We’ve been a happy family ever since.

I can’t believe Iwas that little!