|My name is Moglet (it's from some book
my mom was reading when I showed up on her doorstep.) and I'm a middle-aged
domestic house cat. About 5 years ago, I decided it was time to find
a new family. I wandered around my neighborhood until I found a woman
who fed me daily and brought me inside her house when it got cold.
We finally decided to make our arrangement permanent, and we've been
almost inseparable since.
Having been abused as a kitten, I am very wary of strangers; when
a new person comes to visit, I usually run away and hide. Somehow,
Deralla was different! By the time she sat down in the kitchen to
talk to my mom, I decided she was not like most other people and
came out of hiding to say hello. I raised my tail in my greeting
stance and began to rub her legs. Deralla reached down and petted
me. When she started to scratch my back, mom warned her I would
swat her, but Deralla found my "sweet spot". Now I knew
she was different! Lucky for me, Deralla showed my mom where that
spot is! My mom went away, but Deralla came and spent time with
me each day. We played and she always spent some time scratching
that spot! I really looked forward to our visits.
Mom's going away again and she told me Deralla is going to be visiting
me. I'll miss my mom, but I love the time I spend with Deralla.
When you see her, ask her about me; I'm her lizard cat!
Moglet - Pomfret, Maryland