Description:Foster Update 12/7: Three months old! Babies of every species grow up so fast. Hoshi continues to be the elder sister in personality - patient and loving as can be. She will sit on your lap, or beside you, and drift off to a long nap. She is super-affectionate and sweet...a little purr monster every time she’s held and cradled. Where her sisters may get over-excited during play and try to get your attention a little bit exuberantly, Hoshi will stand in front of you and stare up into your eyes. Hoshi will need a home where she can be the center of attention. She needs continuous affection and cuddling. She just needs it because she deserves it.
Foster Update 11/6: Hoshi is now two months old and is as fluffy as an angel feather. As the older sister to Adora and Nikki, she’s taken on the mother role in every way. Being the first to be steady on her feet, she’d follow her two smaller sisters as they toddled across the floor, keeping an eye on them and showing concern if they bumped into objects in their path, or flopped over like tiny tipped over cows. During their first month, Hoshi would sit by the litter boxes when her little sisters went to the bathroom, and jump in after to make sure that the litter fully covered what they left behind. She did that for a month until the sisters learned to do it themselves. She still goes into the litter boxes (all three) occasionally and spreads out the litter to make a neater bathroom. She will sit and watch her little sisters’ play, then get into the games with them. Hoshi has a good appetite and the sweetest blue eyes will look up at you to let you know when she’s hungry. She was the first to purr and still purrs the loudest – every time you pick her up and cuddle.
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Hoshi's Story
I was born in a barn in the country. My mom did her best to care for me and my sisters and brother, in that corner of hay and rags where she gave me life. Before I was taken away, she taught me what I needed to know about life and love as her baby. She fed me and cleaned me up. She taught me to cover my poop so other animals wouldn’t know that I was there. It was a warm place to be, beside my mom, but our world could be a dangerous place.
One day, when the sun was shining and it was warm and breezy, two big hands came and scooped me up. I heard someone say that I was so tiny that something dreadful could happen to me if I ventured too far from my Mom in that barn. These hands took me up to a beating heart and I felt safe. I miss my Mom. We all miss our Mom when she’s gone. But my Mom would know that I was safe, that I would be well fed and loved. She will feel my happiness when I move to a new home full of warmth, and food, toys and soft blankets to nap on. I know she will be happy, as she loves me still.
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