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Monday, August 23, 2010

When you live with GrandmaJoyce (My mom) you never know just what to expect or who
else she will decide she has to rescue. Only thing is we all have to get along. Mom says;
"NO Fighting"
I was one of the last that she decided to take in and try to save when a man
went to work and found me and my other three siblins in a box by his door. We didn't
even have our eyes open or embrical cord off. One of her daughters was very upset with
her saying she would just watch us die. Mom said, NO they won't! Just you watch me save them. She fed us goat milk with an eyedropper every 2 hours the first two days. Then we had to drink from a tiny doll baby bottle for about three weeks. Now we not only drink our milk from a bowl but eat kitty food. She keeps a big automatic feeder filled for us to eat any time we want it but gives us milk three times a day and wet food morning and evening.
She really loves us but can't keep us, well she said she would find homes for all of us but
now she loves us so much she is only going to give two away. HUmmm, I wonder if I will be one to go or stay. A lady is coming this afternoon (6/10) to take her pick. She is the wife of the man that found us. Guess it won't be too bad a change as mom says the lady don't have kids to pull our tails or hair but will have someone older to spoil us like mom did.
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