The First Time,taht my Dear Mother came,over I told her,taht the New Cat,scrappy,was a bit,on the shy side,and that he wouldnt make,an appearance.But there he wasm,and my Mother,looked at Scrappy,and said,that he was a wonderful Little Cat,and that if I took,care of him,he would be my friend,and make me,a Good Pal.Truer words,were never spoken,and now,My Dear Mother,and Mr Scrappy,are Friends,at the Rainbow Bridge.