Briefcase Secret-agent Kitty

This is how Dad smuggled me home from Apalachicola, Fla. a year and a half ago. It was a very small briefcase, but Dad loved me a lot and fed me lots of Formula from a Syringe when he saved me at 5 weeks old from a tough neighborhood where I never would have survived ( all I could say when my tummy was good and full that first time was - DAD I Love You ! ) . The Vet says I am in GREAT! shape, have good form, no fat (can't say that about my Dad though) and am getting more congenial - Dad is getting worse in his old age and only wants to be on a Houseboat in the Bahamas with me as his First Mate and NO other females within 10 gazillion miles. As a matter of fact...Dad loves me so much that he ordered a 'pet-vest' for me today to keep me safe in case I fall overboard - what a Guy!

 

I pray I don't look fat, stupid and ugly like this Mutt with my Kitty-vest!