~*ALL HAIL MROW*~
Eleven Years in this form and still Kicking..er..Scratching
It was raining outside. Another boring day in the life of My 7-year-old self. I sat on the porch, I wandered the house, I watched T.V. but still nothing but boring rain all weekend. Walking back out to the porch, I heard a cat crying and yowling. Walking out and looking around, I spotted a bedraggled young calico being punted out of the neighbors house into the gravel. Sad for the poor cat, but scared, I hid. The man living next door went back inside. I came out. The shaken Cat ran from me, between the houses into a wood pile. I followed and sat, trying to coax the frightened kitty. Nothing worked, I was getting soaked so I went inside.
The next day, I was playing outside and I saw the dirty and wet cat outside the door of the neighbor's house. I called to it. It ran. We had several cats at the time, Twelve I think.
Days went on like that, until one day, The scruffy little cat came up to me, looking hungry and scared. I found out soon after that the cat was in fact female. I petted her, she didn't look very well and was very thin. I brought her food and she ate it as if she hadn't eaten in a very long time. Everyday after that I brought food and water out to the woodpile. She didn't have a name, I started calling her "Stray". She always answered to that. One thing I couldn't understand is why she kept going back next door. The man never fed her, kicked her, threw her, slammed her tail in doors on purpose and burnt her with cigarettes and mainly all together treated her poorly. I fed her and took care of her and talked to her sometimes. It was a strange thing, until I realized she started following me around and hanging around my house more. She lived in the woodpile.
Months after, I found that we were moving. I didn't want to leave Stray. I begged my Parents to let me keep her. Eventually, after i told them everything, they complied. I was Happy. We left and she came with us, quite happily, though she always had a dislike for the other cats.
Ever since that day, The house we moved into is where Stray lives today with me. I later called her 'Mrow' because if there was a rare instance when she would meow, it would sound like "Mrow". So there was then "Stray Mrow".
Now, Her and I are best friends and I remain her loyal disciple and she will always be in every form my Goddess Girl Mrow Forevermore.
