RaeChild

Calligraphy and Design based in NYC

new mom

Last week I had a fur baby, which is unusual considering I didn't even know I was pregnant. What's a fur baby you ask? This guy:

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This guy had been hanging around my block, walking neighbors to their doors, letting the elderly give him pets, and greeting me on my walk home with friendly meows.

It wasn't until I spent a day outside in the garden, with intermittent visits from him, that I decided it was time to help a cat out. He let me pick him up in a beach towel and walk him papoose style three blocks to the vet. Whereupon he made quite the impression with his cool, calm, and collected attitude. The vet confirmed he was in good enough health to bring indoors for a night, ie no fleas. They also found that he had a microchip, but sadly his owners never registered him.

Upon walking back he scurried out of my arms and back onto the streets. A neighbor shouted, "Hey! That's that cat!" from a car. Someone on the sidewalk commented they had just fed him earlier that morning.

I found him later sleeping under a motorcycle. After a few minutes of watching him from my stoop I called him over, he bounded over and happily followed me inside to check out the potential living quarters. I fed him some premium cat food and the rest is history. He's living in the lap of luxury - here he is just 3 hours after being inside:

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We spent a few days trying dead ends to reach the previous owners to no avail and finally took him to the vet for a complete check out.

And so the naming of the cat begun:
Bob Marley
Barley
Cowboy
OJ
Dog
Francis
Phineas
Porter
Zeke
And finally Ziggy.

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Did I mention Mr. RaeChild and I are not "cat people"?! Just goes to show you how a little fella can melt your heart and change your identity.

Here's to celebrating my first Fur Baby Mother's Day with Banana Bread French Toast in bed. Happy Mother's Day to all the wonderful little people + fur baby mamas out there!

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