Someone (Ann), pointed out that they weren’t familiar with our Natalie.

I looked back at our posts and sure enough

– not much on our little Nat.

How remiss of us!

So, to rectify this, take it away Natalie!

Natalie: A very long time ago, (in cat years), I was dumped off in a neighborhood.

I was alone and scared.

Then I was alone and hungry.

But I saw an old feral Tom Cat who looked pretty well fed and followed him into a backyard.

There was food there and when he and the other ferals finished, I snuck up and ate the leftovers.

Then a man came out of the house and made nice noises at me, but I was afraid and ran away.

It was getting cold out, so later I snuck back and found the man left a bed out for me and more food and water.

This went on for a few days, the man called me Little Nate – didn’t he know I was a little girl-cat?

Sheesh!

After a while, I let the man come closer and I let him pet me.

Then after a while longer, I let him pick me up.

He took me inside the house where it was warm and there were other cats.

I wasn’t so sure about the other cats at first, so I kept to myself a lot.

Then, I started to make friends.

Cat Mom says I am a neat freak,

whenever a kitty comes near me who isn’t groomed properly,

I pin them down with my paw and give them a bath from nose to tail until they look spiffy.

I also have lots of snuggle buddies for naps.

I’ve even been approved as part of the clowder by our Patriarch Gandy.

So, that’s my story –

I became Natalie after Cat Dad and Cat Mom realized I wasn’t a boy.

Sheesh!

Ash was such a darling kitten.

But a very serious boy.

He isn’t a year old yet,

and has matured into a handsome,

but serious cat.

What a dude!