Yes, that's correct. Today is Mama's Day. A day for celebrating... you guessed it... our MAMAS!
My mama lives in Heaven now but before she went there, she was the best mama on earth! Her name was Madison and she was ever so pretty. She had long silky fur and was always dressed to the nines in her beautiful tuxedo coat. And she had the sweetest little face, ever! Peep #1 always says I have a heart-shaped face like my mama. She says I'm a sweetheart just like her. I like hearing the peep talk like that. Brings a tear to the eye and a purr to the heart. You know what I mean?
My mama had a rough life. She wasn't feral like me. She had been abandoned by some really nasty people. I never met them but she told me all about 'em. Those nasty people left her all alone... outside... in the oh-so-cold country of Canada... to fend for herself. Just what were they thinking?
My mama was a very skilled hunter but there aren't a whole lot of mice out and about in the winter months. What did people expect her to do? Dig through garbage and whatnot? Sometimes, my mama would hang out at a bird feeder or two. I know it upset some neighbours but again, what did they expect? THERE ARE NO MICE IN WINTER! The cupboards were bare. She had to hunt birds. She had no choice.
Then, of course, came us kittens. As you all know, there were four of us. Mama Madison made a nice little nest in a neighbour's wood pile and that's where we were born. Then, when we were old enough, she brought us to the peeps' veranda.
By that time, although she was still a little nervous around peeps and whatnot, she had come to realise these peeps weren't evil and rotten like some others. They weren't the abandoning type of peeps nor were they the chasing-away-from-bird-feeders-when-you're-literally-starving-to-death type of peeps. They were good peeps, willing to offer her a dish of food or two when she came by with an outstretched paw.
Providing food for us kittens wasn't all my mama did. She had to teach us our lessons, too. A school bus drove right by the house and our veranda every day but we never took that to school. No, instead we walked. Our mama took us to various spots in the garden where we played and she taught us about mice and birds and bugs and stuff. I sometimes wonder what it would have been like to take the school bus to school but my mama said they didn't teach the right stuff at that school. Not the kind of things we kitties needed to learn at all. Still, I can just see myself with a little backpack filled with some Fancy Feast and a little carton of cat milk, climbing up the steps onto that bus. It could have been fun. Oh well...
Oddly enough, I - even though feral - decided to move into the house before my mama. I don't really know how that happened, but it did. Just one of those funny - funny as in odd - quirks of life, I suppose. Anywho... I moved in first, then my brother Desdemona and then my two sisters Beatrice and Constance. My mama refused to come live with us for another few months but once she did, we were the happiest family you ever did see. We had good peeps, our mama and our siblings. Oh, and there were some other cats, too.
What a wonderful kitten hood I had... and it was all because of my wonderful mama, Madison. I love you mama. Even up in Heaven, you're still the best. HAPPY MAMA'S DAY!