new member f the household- a kitty

oh boy. is this one a new one. i've met new dogs, and i've met other animals. so far, i havent met an animal that i didnt like. but two days ago, i met one that didnt like me so much. it was a kitten.
the story goes that my mom's roomate kevin was walking around the block when a kitten started to follow him. the kitten followed him for 3 blocks, and even clung to the back of his pants leg so that he wouldnt lose him. when kevin got back home, the kitten was still following him. it followed him right into the house!
luckily, i was in my room at the time eating my dinner, so i didnt see him at first. mom and kevin and kevin's wife brittney all played with the kitty, and they decided to keep it since it was clearly a stray. but there was a problem- me. they wondered if a 2 pound kitty who was a stray would be okay with big old 65 pound me. so, mom tested it.
kevin came to get me, and held onto my collar. brittney held onto the kitty(which was four feet away from me), and mom stayed close by to give me instruction. i was curious. i wanted to know what that little thing was that was making all of the noise. so, i sniffed at it, and tried to get closer. when i did, the kitty exploded. or at least, it sounded like it. it's claws came out and it made a hissing noise. all of it's fur stood up. i didnt know what was going on. i whined a little to let the people know something was up, and the kitty growled at me. i growled back, thinking it understood me. but the kitty was scared, and scratched brittney, so the people put an end to our first meeting. they decided not to push either of us too hard. i was dissapointed because i still wanted to know more about this new critter.
day two came along, and mom wasnt very happy. the kitty(which spent the night in kevin and brittney's bathroom) made noises all night. well, when i hear a noise in my house, i make noise to let mom know. and of course, she woke up. needless to say she wasnt very well rested. she went to work, and all day long i heard the kitty meowing and it drove me crazy. i couldnt wait for mom to get home so that she could introduce me again. mom and dad came home from work, and they tried again. this time, dad held me, and mom held the kitty, who was now called sammy. i watched sammy, and waited for it to do something. i sniffed at it again, and sammy's fur stood up. it hissed again, and of course i was curious. dad still held me tight, and mom held sammy tight, but still sammy kept hissing. i whined at it again, wanting to get a closer look. but when i tried to move my head closer, sammy's claws came out again. dad made me back away, and mom talked to both of us softly to calm us down. but mom said that sammy was still too scared, so this encounter didnt last long either.
today, mom tried again after another sleepless night. sammy and i were able to look at each other and not make any noise or sho claws for a full half hour. then, i whined, and sammy hissed. mom and dad were both very proud of me for behaving, and they were glad that sammy seemed less scared. they didnt keep us together too long, because they dont want to push either of us. maybe some day sammy will like me enough to let me really sniff it and get to know it. but that's probably going to take a long time.
so, to end this, i am going to call myself the ever-wondering, ever-curious, and ever-friendly, Sunni.

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