I found my mommy and daddy in September 1991. I was only 4 months old and had been living on the streets for a long time. I picked them cause they had a nice yard and in their house were 2 cats already who looked so happy in their home. Home! I later learned that the gray one was named Elf (she's a babe!) and the black one was Rudo (he's my pal!).

I was sick, my leg was hurt and my ear too. I decided to make them notice me by jumping on the outside windows whenever they went in a room. They saw me but said they couldn't have any more cats. I finally laid down at the back door and then they noticed my hurts, and they took me to the doctor and he fixed me and called them and said I could come home now. Home! I knew they loved me then cause they spent a whole bunch of money on me (I had a lot of stuff wrong with me).

I've been with them ever since and now I'm much bigger ( sometimes the others call me fat ). I have had problems with my teeth and mouth sometimes, but they always take me to the doctor and I come home. Home!