My name is Marley. I’m not sure of my exact age – I know I’m more than 5, but less than 10. Can’t tell you anything about my former parents either, except that they let me go! (How anyone could have could have given up a cat as cute as me I can’t fathom.)
At least they had the good sense to bring me to the Northshore Animal League, so that the people there would help me find a good home. My new human parents (aka "my wait staff") adopted me this week, and so far, I think I’ll keep them. They give me two square meals a day, served on the kitchen floor, clean water, a litter box, lots of room to run around, and really long belly rubs.
I’m not sure how I feel about the new kitten they brought home yesterday though. Reserving judgment on him.
(Originally published Jan 23, 2011.)
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