Hi! We’re Meredith and Amelia. I know we look sophisticated and mature, but we’re really just eight-month-old kittens. If we were humans, we’d be in fourth grade. Right now, we live with our foster moms in Norwalk, CA, and we’re wishing for someone to adopt us.
When our foster moms found us, our lives were scary and sad. Last winter, we had a home and people who loved us, but when we got pregnant, they kicked us out! It wasn’t our fault…they didn’t get us spayed, and they didn’t keep us inside. By spring, we were hiding under big metal shipping containers by the train tracks, trying to stay safe from a bunch of cats we’d never met before. Sometimes, we even saw coyotes!
We haven’t told anyone what happened to our babies, maybe because it was so traumatic. When our foster moms first drove by our shelter and saw us, they were afraid we were still pregnant. It turns out that we were just full of milk for the babies we’d lost. Our foster moms searched high and low for the babies, but they never found them. A homeless lady saw someone leave our spot with a stroller of kittens, so everyone hopes they found a forever home…
I’ll take over the story now. (It’s me, Amelia, the brown tabby.) I’m the little sister, even though Meredith – the grey, you know, Meredith Grey? – is way smaller. She grooms me, gives me advice and always makes me feel better. When we lived by the tracks, I checked people out first to make sure they wouldn’t hurt us. I’m tough, and I won’t let anything happen to my best friend!
After searching for our missing kittens, our foster moms came and asked us to move in with them. I wasn’t getting in that cage, even when my new Uncle Erik tried to convince me! Meredith let them put her in one. She’s more levelheaded than I am. They had to come back for me the next day and grab me with a towel!
When I got to my foster home, I was so happy to see my sister! She told me that everything would be okay. She showed me the big, comfy bed, the never-ending bowls of food and water, the toys, the blankets, and the litter boxes, all just for US! My foster mom even let us snuggle up to her at night. We could hear other cats in the hallway, and one of them played with us under the door.
Later that week, we went somewhere else for the very first time: the VET. We both got shots, treated for worms (gross, I know), flea control (finally!!), tested to make sure we weren’t sick, and I got spayed. I feel so much better. The doctor said I was pregnant again…maybe those tiny ones will get born to another kitty someday, when there are enough homes for everyone. She also said that Meredith had a heart murmur, and she would have to get spayed at a smaller office so they could give her their full attention. I was scared!
Guess what? Meredith came out of it just fine, and she feels excellent! Dr. Trujillo said she was in heat, so she would have been a prime target for those big, annoying tomcats we used to hide from. Now, we’re both just living like regular kids, in Norwalk, CA. We play with our foster siblings, eat like princesses, cuddle on laps and look out windows. All that’s missing is the forever family we know is out there, just waiting.
Is it you? Will you adopt us?