Allie

The Food Source is spending all his time calling Iowa Telecom trying to find out why downloading web pages is so unreliable, and reading blogs whenever things are working for a moment.

I spend most of the day lying on the computer table, so I decided to introduce myself.

Long ago, in a galaxy far far away (New Jersey, 1998), I was sitting in a cage in Petsmart. I was tired of that life. So when the guy who became my Food Source started looking in the window, I decided I was going home with him.

So I stared at him, thinking "take me home", "take me home", "take me home". I don't think he got it.

He kept checking out other kitties. I kept staring at him, thinking "take me home".

Eventually, it started to work. He started talking to me, and opened my cage. I hopped out of his arms, and dashed under the row of cages.

Hey, I was thinking "take me home", not "touch me".

Eventually he came back and put me in a little mobile cage, and took me home. The bad news is he took one of the other cats, too. A big, pushy white tom cat that insists on being the center of attention all the time.

But I eat well and regularly, the litter box is usually clean, and there are lots of places to sleep in the sun, so it's a tolerable life.

Sleeping in her favorite box

Sleeping on Mom's bed

OK, what do you want?