What about the year we were born? Don’t you think you’re imposing just a bit on our short friendship? Well, OK. It began with a genuinely amative relationship between Mom and Dad. She was a purebred Bengal cat, and he was the neighborhood chief mouser. What can you say? They had chemistry. Not long after, my brother Marcus and I were born.
The evil breeder who was imprisoning my mother sent us to an animal shelter. It was awful with no Mama to cuddle us, crying cats all around us, and then people poking us for shots, boxing us up, and crating us for that flight to Massachusetts.
We ended up at the Pat Brody Shelter in Lunenberg. People there knew right away that we were royalty and gave us private quarters, a room with a view, and good food. It was about time!
Our new father came to fetch us to the new palace within a week. We found out that we now have several humans and one dog siblings. We have a large and loving family. Our dog brother, Max, also came from a shelter and filled us in on all the details of life at the palace: where the bird feeders were, times for meals, and where the best beddies were in front of the wood stove.
Marcus and I are getting ready for our second Christmas here. Father has hidden all the new toys, but Max, our dog brother, watches him wrap presents and says that the haul on Christmas Eve should be very satisfactory.
Well, I have to go now. I am trying to interest a pet magazine in the story of our life, and I’ve been told that to make it commercial, I’ll have to juice up the story of our escape from the brutal, cruel, and ugly cat breeder who attempted to drown us. I’m now writing the part about how we escaped from the sack, bit her, and escaped. Max suggests that we write him in as the brave dog who defends us from the evil breeder’s dog. He also suggested turning it into a Christmas story, but I haven’t figured out how to get a reindeer and elves into the escape. Maybe Santa’s sleigh will fly us to Boston?
Well, TTFN ( tata for now), I have much work to do to launch a romance novelist career!
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🥰 Tell ur Mom & Dad & siblings I said, “Happy, healthy, quiet, calm holidays to you.” (😲 You just chucked at that — I heard it!)
I’m happy that you have such a great new family. It’s the best way to move on from the hardship you suffered at first. Hugs and pets to everyone. <3
Dear Sabrina, Marcus and Max — Seems like we’re all pretty lucky. I was trying to find something to give our human but the squirrel escaped. Your pal, Teddy Bear T. Dog (Bear’s busy barking at the heinous menace who steals our humans trash every week)
Max responds:Owwwwww the tail of a grey fuzzy! what a great present for Martha! You know she’d really just love it!
I would. I’d be very grateful!!!!
Merry Christmas I hope it is purr..fect for you
Thank You Alice! I hope yours is wonderful as well!
Please tell me that your family doesn’t have rules about the catnip usage because that would make me sad. Holiday hugs to you and your humans 🤗