“This post is my entry into the BlogPaws Blog Carnival Contest sponsored by BISSELL Homecare, Inc.”

When I was a teeny tiny kitten, some mean people  didn’t want me, so they drove to the local Dog Pound and

I was put in the drop box even though it said NO CATS!

plunked me down in the drop box, even though the sign said NO CATS! I don’t have  a very clear memory of this, because I was so young I wasn’t even weaned.  I remember being super cold and shivering inside that dark and smelly drop box.

The dog warden at the time was very nice. His eyes popped when he opened the drawer and found me inside. He didn’t have the heart to put me back out in the wet snow,  where it was even colder, so he picked me up and  told me he might lose his job over allowing me to stay, but then he said that would be alright too. His wife had told him to try to find another job because they already had taken home most of the dogs that were brought to the dog pound.  He said he was  just too kind-hearted for the job the county wanted him to do. He dried me off with a towel and placed me down in a big cage with a cold cement floor. He apologized for not having any cat chow, and then he said that I looked too small to eat it anyway.  He scratched me behind my ears and said maybe someone will come here soon and take you home with them. Then he added,  I sure hope so for both of our sakes.

The Dog Pound where I was found.

I don’t know how much time went by, but the sun was still out when my soon to be mom and dad came into the dog pound. They were helping a friend look for his missing dog.  While my dad looked through all the cages, my mom saw me sleeping all alone in the cage and she said to the dog warden, “Oh my!  Is this your kitten?”  He said no, but that kitten can be yours.  That would keep both the kitten and me from getting into more trouble. My mom smiled and she reached down and scooped me up. She looked into my eyes and said, “Hi sweetheart.  Would you like to come home with us?”   I melted into her arms. She tucked  me inside her coat before my dad came back with no luck at finding their friend’s dog.

My dad said, “Well who is this?” and my mom answered, “This is our new kitten. What do you think?” And my dad said, “Well, you couldn’t get any cuter than that, could you?” Super Hurrah! I was going to a home.

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