That's me, mister Monty Graycat. I am an almost 3 year old handsome boy if I do say so myself, and I live the good life now in London Ontario Canada with my Mommy, her roommate, and an apartment full of animals. I didn't always live the good life though.
I don't remember much of my young life, but when I was only a few months old, my sister, another cat, and I were abandoned on a country road near Kitchener. Luckily, a very nice lady found us almost right away, and she took us in to her small farm.
She got us all "Fixed", though personally, I think I was already perfect. We lived in her barn, and caught her mousies, and birdies, and I was a good boy, but sadly she had to sell her farm, she said cause of the "econommy". I think that sounds like something I would eat!
Anyways, all three of us got taken to the Humane society. I was NOT happy! I was used to having freedom, and hunting, and getting lots of love and play time! There were lots of scared cats there, and some sick ones, and people would come and go all day long. Some people would look in at me and my sister, but they always walked away, I think we looked too miserable.
Then one day, someone came, and said "We'll take these poor guys back with us" and we went on a long car trip to London. My sister and I both went to a nice house that had some other kitties there, and a really nice lady gave me lots of love. She said she loved me, but I was only here for a little while until I got my furrever home. After I was happy again, and not scared or sad, I had to leave her, and go to a different place that had some cages, but not as many as the Humane Society. They said to be brave and look sweet, and maybe I could get a furrever home, and I tried, but after awhile, I was scared and sad again.
That was last March. My mommy had just moved into an apartment, and she was terribly missing her old kitty, Timmy, who had died in September when he was 17 years old. Now that's an OLD kitty!
Mommy saw an ad on some website called kijiji asking for foster homes for Animal Love Foundation. Mommy knew she would LOVE to foster kitties and really wanted to help, and knew she would find her next kitty through them, and could help others on the way. So that march, I came to her!
I was her first foster kitty. Right away, I loved her and she loved me. I was happy to get lots of loving, and a long hallway to run, and LOTS of toys! There was also another kitty, a little one named Hobbes who was orange and very weird, but I liked him. We would always wrestle and chase.
After a few months, Mommy had to tell the Animal Love Foundation that she was keeping me, and there was no way to stop her! Normally, they don't let you adopt your very first foster, since it's so hard to let us cute kitties go, but they trusted her and let me stay! I was so happy, I finally had my furrever home!
Well, that is how I landed in the lap of luxury.
I live in a full apartment though, with me, two foster cats named Lexy and Samson, two bunnies named Lola and Benny, and 5 ratties that I just LOVE to watch run around in their huge cage! Sadly Hobbes went to live with my Mommy's roommate's parents, but I still have lots of fun without him.
I'll write more about them next time, and more about what an awesome guy I am!