Toulouse, From Feral to Fabulous Part Four

Dubya looked extra cute the day of the big adoption event!

Zulu liked to talk. She told me that there was something exciting happening yesterday morning. She told me to groom myself extra carefully because there would be a lot of people visiting looking for kittens, and I wanted to look my best for them. So, we sat in a wicker basket and groomed ourselves until the people in blue shirts showed up just after dawn. They cleaned the rooms, and we cleaned ourselves. All of the people were buzzing around, tying little yellow bows around our necks and talking to each other excitedly. 

 Later, the people started to flow in. All sorts of people. The kittens scurried under their feet and climbed up their pants legs and jumped onto their shoulders from the windowsills. I wanted to prance around cutely, but my blue shirt girl had trimmed by tail and booty hair because it kept getting dirty and matted. I know she tried her best and she just wanted me to be healthy and clean, but I was embarrassed for the people to see my choppy hair. I didn't feel like a cute kitten. So I hid instead. I found a box in the corner and tucked myself into it. 

It was so noisy in the room with all the people there that I stayed in my box most of the day. I peeked out, and I saw Merlin in the arms of a woman. She was smiling as she took him away. Zulu slipped by and told me that Dubya was gone, too. Even Tsunami the screamer had found a home with another little kitten named Grayson and a little boy of his own. I felt very sad then. I looked for Draper, but he was curled up in the lap of a man, purring. I started to cry. I didn't want to be alone in this strange place. I'd already lost so much. I missed my mother, and I missed my brothers and my sisters. 

I cried and cried until a very soft hand touched me. She scooped me up and held me close to her and told me very quietly that it was okay. She walked out of the room with me and took me to her car. She said she had been watching me and that she loved me. I'm snuggled up with her right now, in a warm bed with lots of blankets. I still think about my blue shirt girl and my mom and Merlin sometimes, but mostly I just think about my new mom. She's always kissing me on the forehead and stroking my back. I'm not even embarrassed about my choppy fur anymore, because I know she loves me just like I am. She tells me so all the time.