One this day, three years ago, I made one of the best decisions of my life:
I brought Moo in from outside and he became an official part of our family. I can't believe it was so long ago since
he showed up on my porch. It feels like he's always been here.
Moo actually first came around on December 21, 2008. I saw him and fed him (as I would anything that walked up to me) and petted him and loved him, and I guess he immediately sensed this was where he should be... because he never left.
The first time Moo showed up on my porch!That cute little cow kitty camped out on my back porch for three full weeks, hardly ever leaving. I would go sit on the chair out there and read with him and relax, and if he wasn't around, I called out "Mooooooo!" and he'd come. I have no idea how he already knew his name.
After the third week, and after trying to find him a home or where he came from, I decided I'd be completely crushed if he stopped showing up or if something happened.
Moo had made himself at home in my heart, so I opened my back sliding door and let him make himself at home in our home, too.
And the rest, as they say, is history! I am so lucky he chose me, and I tell him that every single day.
Moo today, happy and spoiled on the bed... like every kitty should be!Happy Gotcha Day, Moo!