Midget Monkey
They call me Midget for short. I'll tell you how I got my name.
My new Mom had been outside and heard me crying.
She had found me under the lawn mower. I was about 4 weeks old then.
 I was really sick and starving to death.
Mom then took me to my first visit to the Dr.
Mom got me back on my feet again.
I was so tiny that she started calling me Midget.
The name just kinda stayed with me.
She said I would get to be a Big Cat, because she had named me that. Monkey came in later, because I was so thin and lanky looking.
So then that name stuck with me too, but I don't mind.
I am a Happy, and Well Loved cat now.