Two years. Count em. Two.
Seems more like 200...
Since that fateful night Ms. SheStillBad got trapped within about one second and Tommy had to...just HAD to, bring her in! Mommy checked our newest roommate just minutes after Tommy just HAD to bring Mooch in....
After all this time, I still am kinda out in the litter box on Tommy's decision.
Sure, OK, Mooch was kinda itty bitty to be out on her own--but, but..she was out in the shed, mooching off us for 8 whole months, which was more like eleventy gazillion. Heck, Mooch lived somewhere before she picked our backyard. Why couldn't she just go BACK--even after Tommy made sure Mooch got her ladycat surgery? Tommy says Mooch needed to have this surgery even if she stayed in with us or not.
And Tommy even gets real honest and says, she knew Mooch really did have a home, maybe in the next block. Tommy would see Mooch run across the street after she ate on our patio. So Tommy decided once Mooch got all healed from her surgery--if Mooch acted like she wanted to go outside--like get by the door, meow. .you know what we kitties do, Tommy would let Mooch out.
Never happened because Mooch never did it.
The only thing Mooch did for awhile, was look out a window-towards the way she would run across the street.
Tommy always wondered if she was doing the right thing--keeping Mooch inside and all. I tried to ask Mooch, but hissin' is what I'd get for an answer.
Told ya, She-bad!
Anymew, fast forward to Gotcha Day 2014. Mooch doesn't look out across the street anymore. When Tommy and Mooch spend time together, the newest cat on the block is all speedboat motor purr.
When it comes to us, "toleration" the word. Mooch, still doesn't really cuddle with anybody 'cept for Daddy Peyton and Tommy....but I think Mooch really wants to. Even after she does a hiss or two--and that's not so much anymore either.
So as much as I hate to admit
I guess Ms. Call Me Ms. Mooch is
here to stay.
Happy 2nd Gotcha Day Anniversary, Mooch!