This is Maisy the Cat.


I rescued her. About 5 years ago, a friend of mine at work said she had a cat that she wanted to give away to a good home. She said the cat was crying on her back fence for days, and had actually cried itself hoarse. The cat wanted to be an indoor cat, and she just did not want nor need an indoor cat. So after work one day, I decided to go check this cat out.

She was adorable. Immediately crawled in my lap and purred. She had no voice. When she meowed, nothing came out. It broke my heart. I took her home. Didn't even call to ask Mister Man.

Why would I have to ask Mister Man? Well, long story short, we were living with his Mom and brother, whom together had 4 cats. Maisy would be #5. We would become 'those' people. You know who I am talking about.

So, nervously, I brought her upstairs. Set her in the kitchen, Mister Man was in the bedroom. I walked in the room and stated, " I did something, don't be mad!" And brought him out to see Maisy.

He fell in love instantly. And here we are.

I still love her. Although, I will say she gets on my nerves more that Bear is here. She started digging in the trash and that pisses me off to no end. I threaten to throw her out all the time, but truth be told, I love her.

*side note* Bear can now stand up by himself from a sitting position without holding on to anything. Lord help us.