ELVIS' BIO

My name is Elvis and yes, my Meowmie named me after her favorite entertainer, Elvis Presley.  I think it's a cool name and like being Meowmie's little king of rock n'roll.

I don't know why the person in the house I was born in didn't want me.  I was only 3 weeks old when they put me in a box and put the box in the middle of a busy cold street so I would be run over.  Luckily, a friend of one of my human brofurs stopped to move the box I was in instead of hitting it.  When he did, I meowed as loud as I could.  He looked into the box and saw me and picked me up and put me in his truck.  He kept me warm in the truck all day (he owns a coffee truck) and tried to make me feel safe.  When he got home, he crossed the street and brought me to Meowmie.  He couldn't keep me because his mother is allergic to kitties.  He knew Meowmie had cats and loved them.  

Meowmie held me and was so happy I came to live with her. She introduced me to my sisters, Friskie, Missy and Miss Jennie Kitty.  At first Missy and Jennie didn't like mevery much but Friskie did and even though she was very old, she watched over me and protected me until the other two decided they liked me.

Not long after I was adopted, Friskie crossed over the rainbow bridge.  I missed her a lot but Jennie took over her place and played with me and napped with me and taught me all about our yard and the wonderful things outside.  Meowmie lets us go out every morning for awhile in the yard to play then we are inside the rest of the day and night.

A couple of years ago I got another sister.  She is full of fun and loves to hang out with me. Her name is Sabrina.  She has a lot of cat-a-tude!  Everyone loves her.  

The saddest time of my life was in January. My favorite sister, who was both a mom and friend to me, got very sick.  She crossed over the rainbow bridge.  My Meowmie knew how sad I was and how I couldn't understand where Jennie went.  She held me and tried to explain through her own tears.  Jennie and Meowmie were very close although Meowmie loves us all.  There is always enough room on her lap or in her arms for all of us to cuddle.

I have a new sisfur and brother now. They are cute little kitties named Angel and Bashful. The "brat cats" as we all call them just turned a year old.

I love being near the computer with Meowmie while she does her webpages.  She is teaching me all sorts of things.  She helps me in CLAW and says she is so proud of her little king of rock n' roll.  I hate to tell her that I am not so little, I am a big Maine Coon Cat who is 6 years old!