Fenway Comes Home

Fenway - definitely at home

 

 

   

Hello again Josie - and a big MEOW to you....

Last time I wrote I told you I would tell you about meeting Grandma Bobby and Grandpa Larry at the Waterville Animal shelter.  That happened last year, the day after Thanksgiving.  I knew that morning that some people were coming to meet me, but I did not know who.  I was very excited.  I love meeting people! (some cats do not like meeting new people - Does your cat Jac/Monk? ) 

I really did not understand much of what had happened to me or that meeting these people was about to really change my life.  I had been living outside on the streets and in the allies of the town of Waterville for a while.  I had been hungry and sick with a cold and very scared.  Then some people caught me and took me to the animal shelter.  I did not know why.  But I did like the shelter's food, the cage with a bed and I liked getting better from my cold.

Now I was nearly well, I just sneezed a little bit still and once in a while I still coughed.  But I felt much better.  The people at the shelter had said that someone was coming to meet me and they took me out of my cage and brushed my fur.  I thought I probably looked quite nice with my fur coat all brushed!  A person working at the shelter got me from my cage and took me into a big room with a long table and lots of chairs.  Grandma Bobby and Grandpa Larry were there.  The shelter person handed me to Grandpa Larry and right away I started purring.  I liked him!  And then Grandma Bobby took me and petted me - I liked her too!  They told the person working at the shelter they wanted to take me home - but I did not yet know what that meant.  I really hoped that "Home" would have food like the shelter and maybe a place for me to sleep, a bed.


Grandpa Larry and Grandma Bobby put me in a small cage, a "cat carrier" and took me from the shelter to their car.  The car was warm and the cat carrier had a soft towel that made a nice bed.  I went right to sleep and slept for 2 hours, that is how long it took for us to drive home.  When we got home Grandma Bobby carried the cat carrier in with me inside.  She opened the small door and let me out.  I loved home the second I got there.  It smelled so good.  It smelled like turkey and ham and all sorts of delicious food.  At the shelter I only got cat food, but here at home I get small pieces of other food.  And... I had hoped there would be a bed for me at my new home.  There was a bed - lots of beds.  Anywhere I am comfortable sleeping - that's my bed!  .... In the picture above you can see me in one of my favorite beds.  Grandpa Larry thinks this is his chair.  Silly Grandpa Larry .... as you can see, this is MY bed.   But I wouldn't mind if he got a bigger chair for my bed - this one is getting a bit small. 

Next time - more about my life in my new home soon and pictures of my other beds -   but for now

Love from Fenway (your family's Maine Coon Cat)