I have my very own kitten . Roo was born in September, 1996. He really belongs to my human sister, Jenny. She adopted him from the Humane Society before Christmas. Jenny kept Roo in her room when he first came home and I couldnt meet him except when the family was there.
I guess they thought I would hurt him - he was real tiny. I used to lie outside Jenny's room with my nose at the door and cry. Roo was inside and stuck his paws out for me to lick. When I did get to be with him, I washed him all over - see he didnt have a mom so I figured I'd be his mommy.
My human mom says Roo thinks he's a German Shepherd puppy.
Now that we are allowed to play together we are great friends. Roo and I like to play chase but he can run faster than me and he hides under things so I cant get him. Roo can jump on high things like tables but I'm not allowed to. He likes to put his paws around my neck and bite my hair but it doesnt hurt. Sometimes I grab his head with my mough. Mom doesnt like me to do that - she thinks I'll eat him, but I wont!!
When Killian came to live with us (thats the pup brat), Roo didnt like him much. I think he was scared of him. Now Roo beats him up and teases him a lot. Roo stayed out of the kitchen when Killian was there for a long time. But now hw likes to run through and have us chase him. he sits on the table and Killian gets upset..then Roo slaps him