Hi! I'm PC. I live with Andey (my momma) and her grandparents. I adopted Andey when she came to the shelter to look for a kitten.
I noticed Andey looking at some other little tabby kittens, but she never noticed me. Finally I meowed and stuck my paw throught the cage. That's when she saw me and then took me home.
When I got to my new house, I peeked out of the carrying case. There was a dog and two other people, but I decided to jump out and investigate. I instantly felt at home. The dog didn't even bother me, so I knew this was a cool place.
I follow Andey everywhere, and when she goes away in the daytime, I cry for her. I miss my momma. But then she comes back in the afternoon. And I follow her around some more. I get lots of attention and food and playtime.
I have gone places in this big moving house with them. That was really strange at first, but it's not too bad and my momma is with me.
I saw this other cat that would hang around in the backyard. Andey and her family would take food out to him. I wanted him to come around so we could play, but there was always a screen thing in the way. Finally, one day, that cat came inside. I was excited, but he hid a lot for a while. Now he plays with me, except he gets kind of rough and pins me down, and I don't really like that. Momma comes to the rescue.
Here are some pictures of me in the moving house, just a couple of days after I came home.
Here are some cute pictures of me at home in the big still house, with the other cat and the dog.
