So, I am now officially a "foster" cat. I know, it sounds kind of sad, but it's WAY better than "homeless" cat or "shelter" cat. My foster family is pretty cool. My temporary guardians (from now on I'll call them "D" and "T") are two MaxFund volunteers who brought me home to give me a chance to rebound from my current state. I was wasting away physically and mentally at the shelter, but now I have a new lease on life. I have my own room with all kinds of places to relax and rest. It makes me daydream about what it will be like when I go to my forever home. Man, that is going to be so great.
I have a foster brother and sister who I haven't met yet. They seem okay (what I can sense coming from the other side of the door anyway). Mostly I just hang out and relax. "D" and "T" are constantly trying to make me eat, which is annoying but I know they just want me to get fat and healthy so I will get adopted. I've decided to mess with their heads so now I will only eat when they feed me out of their hands. It's FUN!
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