Hi there! Remember me? I'm the cat formerly known as "Freeta Bandeeta". You see...I kept a big secret from everyone (except Jonesie). Under all my floof, I hid the evidence that I am a boy. While the lady here was gone last week, the big man felt sorry for me...said I looked a bit ill. He hauled my kitty rear to the placed called the v-e-t. While there the secret was revealed. Not only am I a boy, I was in need of a snip. Well, I was snipped and I was also tested for all the kitty diseases. I'm negative for all the big stuff, but I have an intestinal parasite. I'm on pills now until I get better. I already feel lots better! The v-e-t thinks I'm about 1-2 years old.
I like it here, except I can't go in the yard and help Jonesie. I'm meeting other kitties and the great big woofie under the door. I've kind of met the woofie before, but she barked at me. I just ignored her. Now she isn't barking, she's just VERY interested. I can understand why. I AM very interesting!
The man and woman here have been asking around the neighborhood, but so far no one knows if I belong to someone or not. I've been eating at the next door neighbors house for months. They've been worried about me too. So for now, I'm recovering and I'm "on hold" until the people here figure out what to do. I'd really like to call them "mom and dad". A cat can dream, right? Jonesie needs me, right?
The cat formerly known as Freeta Bandeeta