Kinky Stripes

Hey guys.  I know it’s been a while.  I’ve been very busy. I started a new job, I don’t remember if I have written about that; I started the end of May.  I got horribly sick for a while and shared with Daddy so we were both sick. I felt bad about that because he was taking care of me and that’s the only reason he got it.  But that’s what love is, right? He’s the best Daddy ever. The vehicle I was driving died; brake issues. That was a whole mess and a half. To save money we did the work ourselves but it was during the never ending rain in my neck of the woods so I was stuck away from home for a while because I live too far away to ask someone to drive me there to and from work.  After the brakes were fixed we found out something was wrong with the engine and it was misfiring so I ended up buying a new to me car. I love my new baby. I named it Dr. Frank-N-Furter, Frank for short. During all of that my cat went missing and hasn’t been seen since. I’m devastated that I lost my familiar but I can’t dwell on it because that’s just how life is sometimes.  Sometimes life is good though...I moved in with my Daddy on the first! I’m really bad about packing so I still have a lot to do but all of his things are here at the apartment. We finished getting it all here yesterday and worked on unpacking and organizing. I had a friend come over and help me so we actually got a lot done. It’s coming together nicely and I'm super happy and excited for the future.  We moved into a three bedroom with a couple of friends. One of them; I’ll call her Big Sister, has a service dog; Panda, so we have a pet to love on and love us. Big Brother says that the Panda is a whore because she begs for attention from all of us. Not like I’m much better… Our friends know that I’m a cat and that I call my boyfriend Daddy. I don’t think they know the full extent but they make fun of it a little.  Big Sis even calls/refers to me as “Kitty” or “the kitty.” Last night she actually said “yes, please. Go feed the cat,” ha ha. Because I was begging for food and wearing my collar. I think I might have annoyed her with it a little. But at least I’m safe, happy, and comfortable. I get to be me without a censor now! I get to be true to who I really am and I’m just so happy for how well this all is working out.