I loved reading about Emmaâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s story in the Kitty Chronuculls, and it made me start thinking. They have this big thread with biographies about the humans, but no biographies for us cats. This IS the CAT site, isnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t it. So, come on all you cats out there…tell us your stories. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll get things started and tell you about mine…
I was born on a farm, and soon after I was weaned from my mom a nice family took me to live with them. I had a mom and a dad and a little boy to play with. They had five other cats and a bunny, but the other cats, and especially the bunny, scared me so I hid under the bed most of the time. I was happy there and loved my little boy very, very much. I loved my meowmy and pawpa, too, but not other people. Sometimes other people would come and visit us, especially my boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s daddy. (My boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s mommy and daddy didnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t live together anymore, so my pawpa was different than my boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s daddy.) I helped out a lot. I would always help my boy do his homework and taught him how to write and type on the computer. I was very, very happy until everything changed.
After many years my meowmy and pawpa started fighting with each other all the time. Their yelling made me scared and Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]d hide even more than usual. One day I heard my meowmy talking about something called a divorce and she said she was moving to someplace far, far away. Then, suddenly, my meowmy and my boy took me someplace different to live!! The place smelled funny and there was another strange cat there. My boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s daddy was there and a lady human who they said was his “girlfriendâ€. My boy came and visited me every weekend, but I was still really, really lonely. The place scared me, too, and I hid under the bed for the first month I was there. I still don't know why my family made me go away.
Every night, the lady human would come in and sit at the computer in my room and just try to type. After a while, I noticed she wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t very good at it, so I came out to teach her like I used to teach my boy. After a while I came to like her because she never grabbed me or made me scared. She just let me come over to her. I grew to love her in time and have now accepted her as my new Meowmy. I got used to my boy's daddy, too, and he's now my new Pawpa.
A few weeks later, I met the other strange cat. His name is Tailer and he was really nice, but he didnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t even know that youâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]re supposed to fight for territory. I had to beat him up a few times to show him how youâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]re supposed to do it, but then we decided to be friends. He told me that he used to have a bunny, too, but his bunny was nice and he really, really missed her. I was really happy when, a while later, my boy came to live with me at my new house! That was really, really good until he had to go away to a special school called college. Now I donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t get to see him very much anymore.
I like my new home a lot. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m getting older now and I think itâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s better here because there arenâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t as many cats and stuff to be afraid of. We moved to a big new house a while ago, and itâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s even better here. There are lots of good places to hide when I feel like it, but I donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t hide as much anymore. (I still do when strange people come, though.) I usually just sleep on the couch. Forest came to live with us, and he makes me mad because he tries to fight with me and be the boss, but I just hiss and bat at him to put him in his place. Otherwise, I put up with him. I do really, really miss my boy, though, and I hope he comes home soon. I write him letters while heâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s gone so he wonâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t miss me too much.
Come on cats, tell me your stories. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m going to see if I can get Tailer and Forest to tell you theirs. (Though they donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t type and write as well as I do, but Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll see if I can get them to try when Meowmyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s gone tomorrow.)
Harvey
I was born on a farm, and soon after I was weaned from my mom a nice family took me to live with them. I had a mom and a dad and a little boy to play with. They had five other cats and a bunny, but the other cats, and especially the bunny, scared me so I hid under the bed most of the time. I was happy there and loved my little boy very, very much. I loved my meowmy and pawpa, too, but not other people. Sometimes other people would come and visit us, especially my boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s daddy. (My boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s mommy and daddy didnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t live together anymore, so my pawpa was different than my boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s daddy.) I helped out a lot. I would always help my boy do his homework and taught him how to write and type on the computer. I was very, very happy until everything changed.
After many years my meowmy and pawpa started fighting with each other all the time. Their yelling made me scared and Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]d hide even more than usual. One day I heard my meowmy talking about something called a divorce and she said she was moving to someplace far, far away. Then, suddenly, my meowmy and my boy took me someplace different to live!! The place smelled funny and there was another strange cat there. My boyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s daddy was there and a lady human who they said was his “girlfriendâ€. My boy came and visited me every weekend, but I was still really, really lonely. The place scared me, too, and I hid under the bed for the first month I was there. I still don't know why my family made me go away.
Every night, the lady human would come in and sit at the computer in my room and just try to type. After a while, I noticed she wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t very good at it, so I came out to teach her like I used to teach my boy. After a while I came to like her because she never grabbed me or made me scared. She just let me come over to her. I grew to love her in time and have now accepted her as my new Meowmy. I got used to my boy's daddy, too, and he's now my new Pawpa.
A few weeks later, I met the other strange cat. His name is Tailer and he was really nice, but he didnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t even know that youâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]re supposed to fight for territory. I had to beat him up a few times to show him how youâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]re supposed to do it, but then we decided to be friends. He told me that he used to have a bunny, too, but his bunny was nice and he really, really missed her. I was really happy when, a while later, my boy came to live with me at my new house! That was really, really good until he had to go away to a special school called college. Now I donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t get to see him very much anymore.
I like my new home a lot. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m getting older now and I think itâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s better here because there arenâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t as many cats and stuff to be afraid of. We moved to a big new house a while ago, and itâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s even better here. There are lots of good places to hide when I feel like it, but I donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t hide as much anymore. (I still do when strange people come, though.) I usually just sleep on the couch. Forest came to live with us, and he makes me mad because he tries to fight with me and be the boss, but I just hiss and bat at him to put him in his place. Otherwise, I put up with him. I do really, really miss my boy, though, and I hope he comes home soon. I write him letters while heâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s gone so he wonâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t miss me too much.
Come on cats, tell me your stories. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m going to see if I can get Tailer and Forest to tell you theirs. (Though they donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t type and write as well as I do, but Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll see if I can get them to try when Meowmyâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s gone tomorrow.)
Harvey