"I always knew I was different and didn't belong. I thought it was because I was living on the streets in California after my family kicked me out -- they didn't accept me because I was different.
Then that nice girl found me and we left California on the scary airplane and suddenly I was living with a bunch of boys in Utah -- I like the boys a lot even though they were not good at cleaning bathrooms (theirs or mine). But still I did not quite fit in -- I thought maybe it was because I was not Mormon... Or maybe because my name kept changing -- who can feel good about identity when one has a new name every week?!
And then I traveled again -- to Montana -- and wow! Scary stuff!!! WOLVES!!!!!!!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!! I hid for weeks and then I realized they weren't really wolves -- they were dogs. And suddenly it all became very clear to me -- I am a dog trapped in a cat body.
Although I still have three names, I now know who and what I am. My family loves me and there is no judgment because they know I was born this way -- finally I am at peace and happy and feel like I belong :) I want to share some pictures of my life as the dog I really am....
This is my real mom, Cadi -- we were separated at birth.
This is my sister, Sydney -- I am, in fact, one of the Glitterati...
Us dogs like to sleep in our crates...
Or on one of the big dog beds -- only us dogs can sleep on DOG beds...
All grooming of dogs happens on the grooming table...
Stupid DOG brush!!!!! (secretly I love the DOG brush but the spray bottle -- not so much)
Us dog littermates on the dog grooming table -- this is me and my sister, Sydney. Oh how I miss my other littermates...
And that is his story -- amazing what a little insight and acceptance can do for a person or cat or dog or whatever...
Our kitties, particularly Mr. Wally are "Cogs," as we call them. They are sometimes more doglike than the dogs!
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