I used to be royalty

Today I thought I would help my Mom by typing a post...I was born royalty. My name was Dutchess until my Mom brought me home. She said that my name would be "Gabby." I like my name but don't think it has quite the royal ring to it as Dutchess. Though I no longer wear a crown I do expect that people will treat me like I am very special!  I also don't talk to much - she named me Gabby because when I came home to live I screamed and clawed from inside the carrier the entire way home.  I am royalty and did not belong in a carrier.

I came from a shelter. I was in a cage with two other kittens; they looked nothing like me and the shelter worker said they were my brothers. I do not think they were - I had never seen them before and have not seen them since!  One day a woman came and walked around and around and I decided she should be my Mom so I nudged past those two "brothers" and sat right at the front of the cage. My Mom saw me and was so excited and happy. Since then I have learned that she is really not my Mom - I am adopted!