Well, my stories are all just like everyone elses. It all started with my Maggi Mae, it was May 8th 2004. My husband and I had been married 5 months. My birthday was comming up and I had hinted that I wanted a kitten. Jay ( my husband) told me he would think about it. We went to his family reunion that day, at his sisters house who lives in the country. When we arrived she told me she had tons and tons of baby kittens. I of course had to go kitty hunting. I stepped off of her back porch and there behind the rosebush was three little white kittens. I tried to approach but even at a wee 4 to 5 weeks old they threw a fit. Hissing and slapping and carring on. I sat and watch for a while. Jay came out and decided he would brave the claws so that I could hold the long haired one. He made several attempts and finally pulled out the kitten. I began to play with her, and she loved to follow me through out the yard crying if I went to fast for her little legs to catch up. Jay would yell " slow down your going to fast shes too small to keep up". Well we played with her all day and when it was time to go he brought me a pepsi 12 pack box. I asked what it was for he said its for you to take your birthday present home in. I knew that she was comming to live with me way before that but it was his way of saving face. We had an hours drive home and I knew we had no way to feed her unless I stopped to by the neccessary supplies. So at 3:00 in the am on our way home he found a 24 hour Wal-Mart so we could find cereal, bottles, soap, litter, litter box, toys, canned food, you get the picture. We took our Maggi Mae home and spoiled her rotten for two weeks before discovering that she was a he. Too late to change the name, so we keep calling him Maggi Mae........
Then on May 26th 2004 my neighbors granddaughter came by with something wrapped in her arms. I ask her what she had and she showed me this little black kitten covered in grape bubble gum. OF COURSE Jay had to come see. She was the cutest little thing all covered in gum. They left and Jay turned to me and said " you can't leave her covered in gum, can you get it off?" I said only if I can keep her.........
Well I took her in and pulled out the peanut butter and began to remove the gum. And now you know Jazzi Jaes story as well. Then in June of 2005 Jay was away on business, My mother called and said she had trapped a kitten in her varmit trap. She asked if I would come and get it, keep it til Monday ( this was Sat) then she would call the local rescue and have it picked up. I said sure wink wink. I went and got it took it to the house and had to wear oven mits on both hands to handle this little feral thing. I feed her and loved her. I purred to her and low and behold if she did not win me over. I made congradulations its a girl signs and hung them all over the house for Jay's return home on Monday. Oh how he cursed and carried on.......... SHUT UP!!!!
Well needless to say that is my Stormi SKy's story. Her Daddy picked her up and she flipped upside down dangling from her back legs attacking the other cats from daddy's hand....... She had him right where she wanted him. And he bought it hook line and sinker. He acts tough but deep inside he is just as much a cat man as everyone else. Just don't let on that you know. I would ruin his image.