Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Roger

My favorite kitty.


Isn't he cute?
Roger is a stray cat. He came into our lives a couple of weeks ago.  At first I didn't like Roger, because I don't like cats. AND he didn't have a tail, just a little numb (really creepy).  Jerrin was all about making him our cat and feeding him.  I felt bad for the kitty and went to the kitchen to get him some milk and ham.  After he ate it all Jerrin insisted in bringing him inside, I was not okay with that and I closed the door like I didn't care.  The next day Roger came back and I gave him some more food but this time it was freezing outside so I convinced the kitty to come inside and after that I fell in love with Roger (yes Jerrin I still love you).

Roger was an awesome cat. He was not mean or wild. He would come inside and lay down only to fall sleep.  Roger was scared of Jerrin so if I left the room he would follow me where ever I went.  Roger and I grew close while Jerrin was trying to win my love back.

I would often find Roger sneaking away from my sight only to find him going back to his street ways of geting into the garbage.  I got mad at him and he quickly ran off and hid behind the couch. I felt pretty bad because Roger didn't like me for about 2 minutes after but he didn't do it again.

Every night Roger would come to our house, we would let him in, feed him, love him, and I would cuddle with him until we went to bed and he would want to go back outside. 

I decided it was time for Roger to start eating like a grown up kitty so I bought him cat food.  I could not wait for him to come back that night so I could show him his new food.  Night came and no Roger. I was pretty sad.  Every five minutes I would open the door and say Roger?! But no Roger.  I left the food outside and in the morning it was gone. I was pretty happy that Roger had come by.  But I later found out that it was not Roger coming it was some other cat. I scared that cat away and it has not come back since.  But neither has Roger...



Roger by the fireplace.
)I guess Roger liked the streets more than me.... and grown up food..

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