Hey guys I just wanted to apologize for not writing in a while, something very unexpected happened.... We (me,my mom,my sister,and my stepdad) had to move out of our apartment bc they raised the price. I got really sad bc I hate moving every 3-4 years bc of money. The news was a little less bad bc at least I would be with my cat right? But 2 weeks before the move I found out I couldn't take my him with me. And my dad couldn't take him bc he's allergic to cats. I was starting to loose hope but thankfully my Grandmother took him. Everything was fine and he seemed to really love the place.. Then I went to my mom's new apartment (with I not seen until I actually started living there bc I was watching my Cousin's dog while my aunt helped pack) without the cat I spend basically all my time with gone. I still get to him 2 days a week and am beyond grateful for that, but it just doesn't feel right....
On the bright side he really seems to like it there bc there's a lot more room for to run around and a lot more windows to look out of ❤️
Here's some pictures of him in his new home❤️
And here's him in the the car❤️ (and btw that isn't me holding him that's my little sister)