Morgan turns 14 years old today!
Morgan's mom was pregnant when she got caught in a live trap meant to capture some raccoons that had been terrorizing neighborhood trash cans. She gave birth in the trap and abandoned her kittens when the trap was discovered and opened. Morgan and his siblings were raised by the humans who had set the trap. Shortly before my 17th birthday, a co-worker was telling me about her friend who had the kittens but needed to rehome them ASAP or they would be taken to a shelter. I called my mom and asked if I could have one of the kittens for my birthday and I was completely shocked and unprepared when she said yes.
Predictably, I chose the runt of the litter when we went to go pick out a kitten. We took the new kitty straight to the vet and at 14 weeks he was half the size of a 12 week old kitten who was also in the waiting room. I was too worried about him to really participate in the naming process so he ended up being named Morgan in honor of the horse in one of my little sister's favorite movies. Morgan was very sick when I got him and infested with fleas, but he was the sweetest, most perfect kitten in the world.
14 years later, Morgan still has my entire family wrapped around his paw.
