The father was also my old cat, Bounce, whom i know presume is dead. I haven't seen him in months.
After getting my kitten, she was 7 months old, and is usual for a cat to be in heat at that point, so, she and Bounce had kittens. Her first litter. So far, my darling has had for litters, and all of witch, have been six kittens total. All of the kittens have a wonderful home, and i hope my baby finds her own new home soon.
This will be a memory of the first year i had my special birthday kitten. We were all excited when the litter came. I was the one Belles woke in the morning when she went into Labor, and would only fall asleep in my lap. She was my baby, and i miss her terribly. The only reason i don't have her know, is since my little brother is found to be allergc to cat,s and fleas.
When the second litter came, My darling had been moved to my aunts, since we didn't want them to make my little brother sick. I cried when we left her their, and she had her litter that night. Six weeks later, we came to get her and the kittens, and the kittens were take to the shelter we adopted her from. As far as i know, all have good homes, since the shelter wasn't one that put ones to sleep; plus it was also the summer, when kids had birthdays and wanted puppys or kittens for their birthdays or whatever. When i stepped aside with my aunt, she told me, "She missed you." And now it tears my heart to repeat those words. I had my baby again.
The third litter was unexpected. Both the second and theird litter happened when i moved, as well as the most recent. We assume that it's the same father since he is alwways seen around the house at night, along with some racoon. Anway, Belles had six adorable kittens agaain, though one kitten was sick. He had an eye infection that Belles had when she was young, and that never went away. My partents say she, her name was Squeaker since she couldn't meow at the time, got it from the grage being to cold. This is why i dont have my dear now. When they were old enough to leave, we found homes for all of them once more, but poor Squeaker was brought back when the family had to move, and they werent' alowed to have pets.
Squeaker was in very bad shape. She was smaller than when she had left two weeks earlier, and was infested with fleas. Once she was cleared of fleas about two weeks later, my older brothers girlfriend adopted the poor Squeaker, and is now living agood life with two other fixed cats.
This most recent litter, it was born in the Shelter we adopted my cat from nearly two years ago. All i know is that she had six adorable kittens again, a week ago today. When i was told that my cat had to find a new home, i couldn't stop crying. And as it turns out, she was taken to the shelter earlier that day without me even getting to say goodby. I didn't actually know that she was gone, 'till i asked my parents two weeks later. I'm heart broken that i didn't get to say goodbye, and that i had to give my cat to an unknown family in the first place. I miss my cat dearly, very. I want to go see my baby and her newest litter, but i'll only cry more since i wont ne able to take her home again. I wish i could see her again.
Is it wrong of me to hope that she doesn't find a home, that way i could still have her?
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I don't know why i wrote all of this out, despite crying the entire time, even now, but i did. You don't have to read at all, but i merely miss my baby.
