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Here I am again with a little more of my story. And my name is still MewMew. I learned from watching my Mom, where she came out of the house with my food. I watched her every day. It wasn’t far from my little shelter that she built me. I also discovered that there were other cats living here which was fun to find out. And I watched what they did everyday and it turns out they and a little opening under the house where Mom lives, to go into if it is rainy or cold. So I adventured over to see the door where Mom would appear and discovered I could get food quicker if I went over there.

And then I was a very brave little tiny kitten, and just went exploring under the house. Luckily all the other cats were a lot older than me, and so they were fairly nice to me. Mom was really nervous but I also was very brave. I just stood up to those big cats and told them I was moving in and for them to move over. A few of them hissed at me but no one hurt me thank heavens. I still wasn’t letting Mom pat me at all. But I was beginning to realize that maybe she wasn’t so scary.

I would rub on the tree or what ever else was close, and after about two weeks, I decided that maybe she could touch me. And it wasn’t bad at all. It felt really nice to be scratched. So then she became the only friend I ever had or wanted. Mom went away for a week end and I thought I was going to die. She had a friend come here to take care of all us animals. Well I was darned if I was going to eat. And I wouldn’t go anywhere near this person. I just hid or ran under the house. And boy was I hungry when she got home. And I never left her side for three days. She just cannot go away again.