Mama Pearl--In Foster

I am bonded with my friend, Corn, we need to be adopted together. <br/><br/>Corn was a very small kitten with very soft paws and very big thoughts. His fur was the color of warm bread, which is how he got his name. Corn liked quiet corners, sun puddles on the floor, and watching the world happen without being noticed.<br/><br/>Corn was trying very hard to be invisible. Mama Pearl was not invisible at all. She was large and calm and moved like she had all the time in the world. Mama Pearl didn't rush Corn. She simply lay down nearby and pretended to nap. She sighed softly. She cleaned one paw. She existed. Corn watched.<br/><br/>Days went by, and Corn learned that Mama Pearl's side was warm, that her purr sounded like a steady song, and that the world wasn't so scary when someone brave was beside you. Corn stays shy - he still startles at loud sounds and hides when strangers come - but at night he curls against Mama Pearl's chest, and slowly but surely is gaining confidence and trust with humans.<br/><br/>Mama Pearl called him her little seed.<br/>Corn called her home.<br/>And that was enough.

I am bonded with my friend, Corn, we need to be adopted together.

Corn was a very small kitten with very soft paws and very big thoughts. His fur was the color of warm bread, which is how he got his name. Corn liked quiet corners, sun puddles on the floor, and watching the world happen without being noticed.

Corn was trying very hard to be invisible. Mama Pearl was not invisible at all. She was large and calm and moved like she had all the time in the world. Mama Pearl didn't rush Corn. She simply lay down nearby and pretended to nap. She sighed softly. She cleaned one paw. She existed. Corn watched.

Days went by, and Corn learned that Mama Pearl's side was warm, that her purr sounded like a steady song, and that the world wasn't so scary when someone brave was beside you. Corn stays shy - he still startles at loud sounds and hides when strangers come - but at night he curls against Mama Pearl's chest, and slowly but surely is gaining confidence and trust with humans.

Mama Pearl called hi

I am bonded with my friend, Corn, we need to be adopted together.

Corn was a very small kitten with very soft paws and very big thoughts. His fur was the color of warm bread, which is how he got his name. Corn liked quiet corners, sun puddles on the floor, and watching the world happen without being noticed.

Corn was trying very hard to be invisible. Mama Pearl was not invisible at all. She was large and calm and moved like she had all the time in the world. Mama Pearl didn't rush Corn. She simply lay down nearby and pretended to nap. She sighed softly. She cleaned one paw. She existed. Corn watched.

Days went by, and Corn learned that Mama Pearl's side was warm, that her purr sounded like a steady song, and that the world wasn't so scary when someone brave was beside you. Corn stays shy - he still startles at loud sounds and hides when strangers come - but at night he curls against Mama Pearl's chest, and slowly but surely is gaining confidence and trust with humans.

Mama Pearl called him her little seed.
Corn called her home.
And that was enough.