Introducing MJ

Over the past week, I have partially adopted a little kitty cat named MJ.  She won't be able to come back to the US with me, but she is still a very special lady, and I am happy to have her in my life.

Mj's little kitty life has been traumatic.  She was found by my neighbor about two months ago abandoned by the side of the road.  She had a pretty bad injury on her leg, but he took her in and bandaged her up.  He really liked her, but this guy just wasn't ready for a cat.  No de-worming, no vet trip, no cat food.  The cat just ate his leftovers and then cried a lot.  He disappeared on a long-weekend bender last week and left her locked in his room without food.  We could all hear her cry all weekend, but there was nothing we could do with his deadbolt locked.

I DEMAND SUSTENANCE

When he came back-SURPRISE-she had peed on his favorite shoes.  What does one do with a kitty that made a mistake?  Well, you hit her and then carry her into the hyena field at night and set her free, that's what.

"Seriously, bro?"

I was really sad for a while, then on Thursday I heard some cries outside of my window.  I was confused because I live on the fourth floor, but after some exploration with my handy flashlight, I found the wee baby in the sewer outside.  I coaxed her out, took her inside, and she proceeded to eat my entire dinner while I washed sewer off of me.  After a very intensive bath for her, we were back in business and it was cuddle time.

MJ has basically been on my lap ever since, and seems to have some feline anxiety from her second abandonment.  Thankfully, after a few days she has settled down a bit, and is now mostly into kitten things like snoozing and farting.  She does need to be touching me at all times, however.  I am a little afraid because I leave for a trip tomorrow and she is moving in with her adoptive father who agreed begged to take her in when I leave for the US.  With her bag of treats and cute pink collar, I think she is ready to take on the world.

MJ snoozes with her pops