I have very much to share with you since my last post. We last spoke in June 2025, and at that time, I was contemplating my revenge against the humans in this home for the very embarrassing picture they posted of me. Well…revenge is a bad idea, as the “joke was on me.” Here is what happened. Right after that post an interloper showed up on the property. This invader showed up on the back porch and quickly found a place in the hearts of the humans around here.
Look at me, I am pretty cute. Why in the world would they allow another creature into this domain of mine. And to make matters worse, this intruder was PREGNANT! You have got to be kidding me. I kept hearing the humans whisper that this other creature was possibly going to have three offspring. Ugggh!
You can’t blame me for not being happy about it. C’mon, I had a pretty good life around here. I just want to lie around, rest, and contemplate the impending disaster that is now upon us. BTW, my humans kept me away from any sight of the stranger in the home. But I could smell her, and I wasn’t happy about it.
I love my humans, and honestly, with all the chaos of new sounds and smells in this house, they have loved and supported me. Can I remind you that you need supports in your life. Find you some humans that are trustworthy like my humans. They will take care of you when the stress overloads you.
All this change wears me out. So, I am going to take a nap, and while I sleep, I’ll let you meet the new faces in this house. I have met all of them, but honestly, I am not sure about any of them. My humans keep trying to tell me it’s going to be all right, and they are letting me move at my own pace. Change can be hard. There is no shame in taking it slow.
This is Luna. She should hide her face. Who does she think she is, showing up here? Ok, my humans just reminded me I need to be nice and accepting.
So here is a better picture. I am told she is really sweet, and she likes to cuddle. However, I don’t believe it because in the two interactions we had, she chased me and took a couple of clumps of my hair. I am told she still has a lot of protective “mommy hormones,” and it might get better in a few weeks as her system resets. I’ll believe it when I see it. But, as I said earlier, we are going to take it slow so I can keep my precious fur. My humans have shared with me that she had a difficult start like I did. You might be able to see on the black spot on the right side of her mouth. She is missing a large canine tooth from a past injury. So maybe she and I can learn healthy ways to support each other.
Would you like to meet the offspring? I’ll admit they are a bit cute, and I get along better with them than their momma. So here you go – get ready for a cute overload.
Here they are, about 10 days old, in the only home they knew at that point in life. Luna had five babies. They were all so different. We learned that the mom cats can get pregnant by multiple dads in the same litter. Look, there are lots of jokes or comments we could make right here about Luna’s morality. But my human editors have reminded me that we live in a nonjudgmental, loving home. We give love and acceptance freely.
Here they are a bit more grown. Let me introduce them to you.
In the back left is Tank. He was first born and is quite big.
Middle left is Yuki. She is nearly pure white, and full of energy. She has been adopted and lives in Dallas.
Middle right is Violet. She is sweet and even-tempered. She was adopted and lives just down the street.
Front left is Stitch. He is named after the Disney character because he has the eyes and personality to match.
The last born is in the front right and is named Myshka. Not only does he have beautiful eyes, he is curious and determined.
There is Violet with her three brothers. All the brothers live here now.
And here are the brothers, left to right. Myshka, Tank, and Stitch. So far, they just remind me that wishing for revenge will only bring chaos into your life.
Here are the lessons I have learned from each of them so far. Tank is the first born, but lives his life as a loner. He rarely slept with his siblings. He is often lagging behind his slightly more rambunctious brothers. He has taught me that it can be alright just to be yourself.
Stich is a ball of energy. Amongst his brothers, he is the first to do things (except eat regular food – he was the last to wean). He has taught me that you cannot learn new things unless you take risks. His smell was the first one I smelled at the top of the seven-foot cat tree because he was fearless to climb.
Myshka is a bit of a mystery. I mean just look at that face. You can never really be sure what Myshka is thinking or feeling. But he is also kind and affectionate. He has been the most cautious in approaching me and I think it is because he understands my anxiety. I appreciate his gentle empathy because it is reassuring.
Well, as 2025 comes to a close there is my update. It is quite a pile of chaos. But I am still sure of a few things. I am loved by my humans. I can always crawl up beside my humans or into their arms in the middle of a therapy session and I can be reassuared that it will all be ok.
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