Hero's Story

This is my story of a Christmas in 1996:
When I was only four months old, my meowmie couldn't afford to take care of me. She loved me very much but couldn't keep me. So she took me to the animal shelter. I cried for three days, all alone.
Then somebody took me out of my cage and put me in a room with two people. I was scared at first, then I loved up to them and sat in their laps. They liked me so much, that they took me home.
Only it wasn't home, yet. The two people said that I had to stay at the house I was in for two weeks because Christmas was coming and I was supposed to be a surprise. Over the next two weeks, I learned that the human I was for had lost her kitty a year ago and couldn't stop being sad. So I made sure I would be the sweetest thing she ever saw, I cleaned myself up and the two people put a ribbon on me, but I kept eating it, so they gave up on that silly notion.
At the end of the two weeks on Christmas morning, one of the humans woke me up at 3:00 when I busy sleeping. But when he said that Operation Kitty-Cat was go, I knew it was show time! He put me in his car and we went to my new home.
He put me in a carrier next to a big glowing tree. I guessed my new human was in the next room because he told me to meow real loud so that my new human would wake up. I meowed and meowed, but I had a cold, so I wasn't very loud. But I guess it was just enough for her to wake up, because I heard feet running over to the carrier and she opened the door. I jumped right into her arms. She cried because she was so happy.
My human is very loving and very kind to me.  I will look forward to every Christmas morning yet to come. :)

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