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Meet Alison Lebowitz, a sweet tiger-striped tabbie cat with strong maternal instincts. As surrogate mother to three adopted kitties, Alison has proved herself a very sweet tabbie indeed! This unassuming kitty has endeared herself to all those who are fortunate enough to know her, and experience her unconditional love first-hand. It would be hard to do justice to her in this biographical sketch. Well, why not let Alison tell her own story..... Hello. Let me introduce myself. My name is Alison Lebowitz, and I reside with my feline roommmates, Milo, Ditzy and Otie at Chez Lebowitz, with our human, Ruth. Do you want to hear my story? Hmm.. where to begin... Okay, here goes! I was temporarily residing with a kindly veterinarian who cared about homeless kitties, like myself, and provided them with shelter until he could find adoptive parents for them. While I was grateful for his find hospitality, I longed for a home of my own, and a human, to whom I could bestow my undying love and affection. I am by nature, a nurturer with strong maternal instincts. I pined for a special human to take me home, and vowed that if I found such a one, I would lavish her with affection and undying gratitude. My wait was not a long one. One fine day, an amiable human by the name of Ruth, showed up at the kindly vet's clinic, looking to adopt a kitty. She had heard about a rescue cat she wished to bring home, but the chemistry just wasn't right. The kitty did not want to go home with her - that was quite apparent. But I sure wanted her to adopt me. Do you believe in love at first sight? Well, perhaps I am a hopeless romantic, but I do believe in fate, kismet, destiny - call it what you will. I was meant to be with Ruth, but I had to let her discover that for herself. Just when Ruth was ready to go home empty-handed, the vet suggested "Well, there is another cat. Her name is Alison and she is very sweet"! Meanwhile, I had been looking at my intended human, and loving her from afar. The vet scooped me up and presented me to Ruth, hoping that she would realize what a sweet kitty I was. This was my moment, and I knew instintively what to do to win Ruth's heart. I rubbed against her very affectionately, and gave her some very effective headbonks. I was purring away, sounded like a feline Mazda revving up. There was a lot riding on this performance, so I pulled out all the stops. I made eye contact with her, and she was perceptive enough to read the volumes written in my green-eyed gaze. That clinched it! The next thing I knew I was in a varikennel and off to begin my new life at Chez Lebowitz, Ruth's humble abode. Now Ruth had never had a kitty before, so I was the first feline in her life. She fell head-over-heels in love with me, right from the beginning. Her heart was putty in my paws. She had to learn about felines, so my benign tutelage began immediately. She proved an apt pupil. She soon learned that when I rubbed against her legs in the kitchen, I was reminding her that it was dinner-time. When I rubbed my head against her face, she knew that I was expressing my undying affection to her. At first she was baffled when I gently kneaded her abdomen with my paws, when she was reclining on her bed. Soon she realized that I was feeling secure in my new home, and was recreating the safe feeling I had when my mother was nursing me as a kitty. I taught her the effectiveness of that time-honored feline tradition, "The Silent Miaow", which has been immortalized in Paul Gallico's book, which is a must-read for every aspiring ailurophile. Yes, Ruth learned her lessons very well. Soon she decided to adopt another kitty, so that I would have some feline company. She returned to the vet's and was conned into taking home too kitties, Milo and Otie, who were brother and sister. Milo and Otie adapted to Chez Lebowitz very well. I was very nurturing to them, grooming them fastidiously, and when food was offered, waited until they had partaken of the feast, before I would take my own portion. Soon we were all one happy family. Ruth dubbed us her "Peaceable Kingdom", after the painting by Edward Hicks. Since things were going so well with her menage, Ruth decided to adopt one more kitty, a personable calico named "Ditzy". That kitty sure lived up to her name, and invited us all to play with her. She chose Milo as her wrestling partner of choice, and still enjoys bouts with him today. You may be familiar with Ditzy, whose moniker is "Sumokitty", appropriately enough. My life at Chez Lebowitz was idyllic. I enjoyed not only Ruth's company, but my friendships with my feline roommates, Milo, Otie and Ditzy. Then something unexpected happened! I felt the call of nature, which is something that cannot be denied. I fell in love with Milo, who had started to mature into quite a handsome orange tabby. The attraction was mutual, and we became lovers. Milo proved himself quite the ardent suitor, and I was besotted with him. Our love affair was sweet indeed. However, Ruth realized that it would be impractical to fill a one-bedroom apartment with a litter of kitties, and since we had no equivalent of a feline "Malthusian Belt", Milo and I found ourselves once again at the vets for our repective neutering and spaying. To this day, Milo refers to what he euphemistically calls, "that unfortunate operation". Things fell back into place at Chez Lebowitz. My days were busy and happy ones. I watched over my feline charges, Otie and Ditzy. I snuggled with Ruth at every given opportunity, and taught her many important lessons about cats, life, and ultimately love. I am a very contented kitty. Now I have my own website, and have made many wonderful friends on the world wide web. Life just doesn't get much better than this, if you ask me......
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