Join Date: Oct 2011
Location: NJ - The Garden State
I'd like to tell a funny cat story.
When I was in the tenth grade, we got a gray and brown striped Maine Coon kitten. She was adorable, and as kids, we played with her and
handled her quite a bit, and in doing so, got very loud and possible hurt
her ears. She grew up a beautiful work of art. Poised in balance and
harmony, she used to sit in the corner of the living room on my Mom's
best chair just adding to the decor. She even won a prize at a cat show, because of her beauty and way of posing.
But, when it came to petting and loving her, or getting any kind of unconditional love - forget it - she snubbed us.
My mother didn't know what to do. She felt Oreo maybe just didn't like us, and needed a different home. So, she put an ad in the paper and the
first lady who came to see her fell in love with her, and as soon as Oreo
saw her, she jumped in her lap and curled up.
They both stuck their noses up at us, as they walked out of our house.