Hello, I’m Steph and this is my kitty story.
I hadn’t had a cat in three or four years, my last cat, was my heart-cat, Baby Fred. He passed from old age after being sick most of his life. He was a barn cat I found and adopted. I missed having a cat but, my past cats (I’ve had cats since I was a kid) always found me. But I felt I wasn’t ready for my own kitty, I held myself over with my parents’ and friend’s cats.
Until.
I found him in a parking lot by the road where someone usually parked. It just so happened that I was out of copies and needed to go to this place. We heard a meowing and found him. His eyes closed—I called my mom because I knew I’d need help keeping him alive while I was at work—and drove home with him on my lap.
Eight weeks later, and four of the most terrifying weeks of my life, Dario Argento is going strong as a hyper kitten.
I hadn’t had a cat in three or four years, my last cat, was my heart-cat, Baby Fred. He passed from old age after being sick most of his life. He was a barn cat I found and adopted. I missed having a cat but, my past cats (I’ve had cats since I was a kid) always found me. But I felt I wasn’t ready for my own kitty, I held myself over with my parents’ and friend’s cats.
Until.
I found him in a parking lot by the road where someone usually parked. It just so happened that I was out of copies and needed to go to this place. We heard a meowing and found him. His eyes closed—I called my mom because I knew I’d need help keeping him alive while I was at work—and drove home with him on my lap.
Eight weeks later, and four of the most terrifying weeks of my life, Dario Argento is going strong as a hyper kitten.