Tuffs

By Reva Maria

The first third of this short entry is surmised from the attitude, habits, actions and demeanor of this wonderful cat. The balance is based on events that occurred from the time he came into our home. He apparently had a very loving home and was given excellent care, then abandon.

A story of intelligent survival, adaptions, and acceptance by a caring loving family.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Reva Maria
• Release date: Mar 7, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466009622

Reva Maria

Former Adjunct College Professor and current line dance instructor. Lifetime resident of West Virginia, USA. Rural and sometimes residents not too kind to cats and dogs. They are often abandon. I have three children and six grandchildren and all are avid pet caregivers from guiney pig to horses. I never forget that critter were here before humans, and if we don't take care of the animals, human demise is close behind.

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Tuffs

Published by Reva Maria at Smashwords

Copyright 2011 Reva Maria

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To The Reader

The first third of this short entry is surmised from the attitude, habits, actions and demeanor of the cat. The balance is based on events that occurred from the time he came into our home. How I wish he could fill in the blanks. He apparently had a very loving home and was given excellent care, then abandon. An elderly widower neighbor passed away about six weeks before Tuffs arrived. After his first appearance here, we occasionally saw Tuffs come from the direction of the neighbor's empty house. Some said he did not have a cat.

Tuffs

That isn’t really my name. I got that name because I was unkempt and scraggy. I wasn’t always like that. I'll tell you about my name.

Let us go back to when I was a kitten.

I have several brothers and sisters. We romp, wrestle, pretend to have big battles, play hide-and-seek, and keep each other warm as we snuggle next to Mom.

Mom gently puts her huge soft paw over me and proceeds to wash my ears, my face, my everything. That big tongue is rough, but gentle at the same time. I squirm and wiggle, but it is actually rather nice. As we watch, Mom washes each of us. We soon begin to wash each other. It is part of our play. I attack my sister, hold her down as she wiggles, then I wash her ears. It is fun.

As we begin to grow and get strong, we are given food by the humans, it doesn't taste like Mom's milk, but we learn to like it, soon there is no more milk from Mom.

Mom is sitting in our large fluffy bed and calls for us. She gently nuzzles each of us, gives us a huge lick and tells us to sit down. She is very, very sad.

Mom tells each of us we will be leaving soon and going to a good new home, she loves us all and will miss us. She tells us to be kind, not scratch the humans, stay clean, stay off the furniture as we are told to, use the litter box, trust your new family, but defend ourselves and our human family and they will take good care of us.

All of us kittens just look at each other. We don't understand. We have been really good kittens, kept