My Earliest Memories of My Human

by SassyJazmine

My earliest memory of my meowmie is a pleasant one indeed. She is the one that fed me my bottle! I remember her cuddling me and letting me suck until I was content. If I got scared at night, I cried and she came running to cuddle me some more. She used to put a blankie on the floor and let me wobble around, and Jessie would lay on part of it and wash my ears for me.

Ahhh yes, they were the good old days for sure. I can remember when I got a little bit bigger and could actually run around, I used to be a real terror on our 2-story kitty condo, I would run up and down, in and out, as fast as my little kitty legs would carry me. I had a tiny beanie birdie that I used to wrestle and try to beat up, but it usually got the best of me because it was bigger than I was.

Yes, those were the good old days....gone but not forgotten.