My Early Days

I want to talk about my early days when I was a young kitten. I was born outside sometime at the end of September 2002. I have a sister. She is grey and white. She was bigger than me. Apparently my real mama was a long black cat. My sister and I were living in the bushes outside a company called Patheon in Toronto. When my step mama first saw me, she said it was cold and raining and my sister and I were huddled together. She said I was breathing heavily. Some nice people at Patheon captured me and my sister. We put up a big fight. We screamed, scratched and bit them. We wanted to stay in the bushes. A kind man named George took us home. He found a nice home for my sister. He couldn't find a home for me so my step mama said that she would take me in a month after she and my step papa moved into their new place. I had fun at foster George's. He has a dog named Baby and Baby and me got along very well. I made a lot of trouble for foster George though. I peed on his poinsettia plants. Another time I was sleeping underneath a blanket on the sofa and foster George sat on me. Boy did that hurt! Then another time I got stuck in a crevasse so foster George had to soap me up to slide me out. I also ate Baby's dog food. Foster George took good care of me. I have uploaded a picture of foster George. He is serving drinks to my mama's guests.