Corkscrew here. I decided that I should tell everyone my story since I don't think I've told it yet. Here I am, I'm such a handsome boy aren't I.
I was born in a wonderful foster home with my mommy and all of my brothers and sisters.
When I got older they took me to Petsmart so I could get adopted, one day a lady came and decided that she wanted to take me home. I was so happy, I thought I finally found my forever home. After a few weeks she decided that she no longer wanted me, but rather than take me back to my nice foster home she gave me as a "gift" to her daughter.
I don't think her daughter really wanted me either, because she never played with me. Sometimes she even forgot to give me food. I didn't really see much of that girl because she thought that spending every night with her boyfriend was more important then spending time with me. Sometimes she wouldn't come home for a week!
One day she decided to move in with her boyfriend, I thought I would finally have a family. But her boyfriend didn't like me, so once again I became a gift. This time I went to live with the boyfriends mom. I just wanted some attention so I was a little destructive. But once again I wasn't wanted. The boyfriends mom called up the girl to say she didn't want me anymore and she was going to take me to the humane socitey. Luckily my mom decided to ask about me and who I was living with and she said not to take me to the humane socitey because she would take care of me.
So off I went once again to a new home. I was scared when I got there, I'd been living by myself for so long. I met another cat Zasper, she was nice but I didn't like her too much at first. My mom was so nice to me, but I drove her crazy sometimes. I wasn't used to being with people since I spent most of kittenhood alone in a studio apartment. I would bite and scratch if she tried to touch me. I also broke her tv. She even got so frustrated with me that she wanted to try to find me a new home. But she was determined not to give up on me. I gradually got a little better, I stopped bitting and let her pet me.
Then one day my sister Zasper fell asleep and never woke up. When mom came home I was trying so hard to wake up Zasper I was meowing at her and would nudge her with my head but it didn't work. Mom started screaming and then she cried. She cried for a really really long time. I got lonely too, so one day I decided to jump on her lap which I had never done before. My mom stopped crying and smiled at me then she gave me a hug. I realized that I have to help take care of her too because she loves me. Now I have a new sister Tibby so I don't sit in moms lap as much. But everynight I sleep with her on the bed now and I let her pet me and give me little kisses sometimes I give her kisses too. I don't bite her at all anymore and now I follow her around the house to make sure she's ok.
I finally found my forever home!
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