Good morning! Finnegan coming to you from my mommy’s office this morning to tell you the story of my life from August 25 of 2022 until today, January 11, 2023. I have chosen to tell this story in pictures instead of words. Enjoy!
I weighed 8 pounds when mommy adopted me, and my beautiful hair had been all shaved off. I felt terrible. I was scared and hid behind the long dresser as soon as I jumped out of the cardboard carrier. Everything smelled different and I didn’t know what terrors might be waiting for me if I was seen. My new mommy kept reaching behind the dresser and talking to me in a soft voice. I’d stick my head from beneath the dresser so she could touch my head and pet between my eyes. When I smelled food, I came out very cautiously and chowed down. Then I immediately ran back into my hiding place. The next day I ventured out to eat again and my mommy gently touched my back while I ate. Later that day, I came out and played with a little mouse. Eventually, I explored my new home. It was quiet with just my mommy and me. She moved the dresser closer to the wall so I couldn’t get behind it. If I got scared, I’d go under the bed, but I didn’t get scared much at all. I began to trust her. Then people began to come and visit. I was pretty brave as long as they didn’t rush toward me. Now I love people to come see me. I have lots of toys and window views, but mostly I just want to be close to where mommy is. I help her with everything she does.
Now I weigh 13.5 pounds. Mommy took me back to the vet yesterday and I was so scared when she carried me out of the house! I was shaking with fear. The vet cleaned my ears and I didn’t like it but I didn’t make any noise. It didn’t take long and mommy brought me back home. I was so glad to be home again. But then mommy made me mad at her. She wrapped me in a towel to clip my back claws. I hate it so much, but mostly because I’m just plain scared. Mommy doesn’t know all the things I’ve been through in my five years and I can’t tell her. I know my claws need clipping, but I am too scared of being hurt. I can’t help kicking and this time I scratched her pretty bad on her wrist. I love my mommy but we can’t seem to find a good way to take care of my claws. If anyone has any suggestions, please tell her in the comments.
Overall, I’m a very happy, furry, and purry boy! Time for a nap. I’ll be back next Wednesday! Bye!