Grumpy Gray Monologue
Grumpy Gray
It wasn't one of those “love at first sight” kind of situation. Actually, we were originally going the get leave Lily at her foster home because she was the odd one out of her litter of three, she was the gray kitten of a white litter. “If you take one you take them all,” the foster owner said. It didn't take much to convince us to buy three kittens. At first, my affection was directed towards Daisy, who had loved a small green jingle toy. So Lily had no lap to spread cat hair on. This is most likely when she became so bitter to everyone in the family. Once she noticed she wasn't getting anywhere she tried being friendly to us and that is how we became friends.
With some work, she learned to love me and do tricks like jump, spin, and come. I had decided to put an old build a bear bed in my bed next to my pillow so every night she can sleep right next to me. At first, she was confused but I picked her up and placed her on the bed. She seemed angered by this at first but then her face broke into a slight smile. With her eyes gently closed it looked like she was finally happy. My bed soon became her happy place and I became her chosen human. She only liked me. Me and only me. No exceptions. …show more content…
After I got lily to purr, I showed my family and they started to call me the cat whisperer.
I remember making a recording of her purring softly and being so excited that she was purring at all. I also found her weak spot, right on the tip of her chin. All her life her favorite activity was eating. Eating from the bowl, eating from her bed, and most of all, rolling in catnip. We still have no idea why she prefers to do this and eat off of her own back, but she loves it. When the cats get out of an opened door, we call it escaping. Whenever Lily escapes she never wanders too far and she comes back once we call her
name.
Lily is like a service cat to me, always helping me in any way possible. Whenever I am feeling down, Lily is always there to cheer me up with a warm and vibrating purr, nuzzling my face to wipe away the tender tears. Then nips at my fingers and makes me laugh. Although she may seem grumpy to all, Lily remains loyal and loving, but only to me, to this day.
It wasn't one of those “love at first sight” kind of situation. Actually, we were originally going the get leave Lily at her foster home because she was the odd one out of her litter of three, she was the gray kitten of a white litter. “If you take one you take them all,” the foster owner said. It didn't take much to convince us to buy three kittens. At first, my affection was directed towards Daisy, who had loved a small green jingle toy. So Lily had no lap to spread cat hair on. This is most likely when she became so bitter to everyone in the family. Once she noticed she wasn't getting anywhere she tried being friendly to us and that is how we became friends.
With some work, she learned to love me and do tricks like jump, spin, and come. I had decided to put an old build a bear bed in my bed next to my pillow so every night she can sleep right next to me. At first, she was confused but I picked her up and placed her on the bed. She seemed angered by this at first but then her face broke into a slight smile. With her eyes gently closed it looked like she was finally happy. My bed soon became her happy place and I became her chosen human. She only liked me. Me and only me. No exceptions. …show more content…
After I got lily to purr, I showed my family and they started to call me the cat whisperer.
I remember making a recording of her purring softly and being so excited that she was purring at all. I also found her weak spot, right on the tip of her chin. All her life her favorite activity was eating. Eating from the bowl, eating from her bed, and most of all, rolling in catnip. We still have no idea why she prefers to do this and eat off of her own back, but she loves it. When the cats get out of an opened door, we call it escaping. Whenever Lily escapes she never wanders too far and she comes back once we call her
name.
Lily is like a service cat to me, always helping me in any way possible. Whenever I am feeling down, Lily is always there to cheer me up with a warm and vibrating purr, nuzzling my face to wipe away the tender tears. Then nips at my fingers and makes me laugh. Although she may seem grumpy to all, Lily remains loyal and loving, but only to me, to this day.