Hi. I’m Mammy. Let Me Explain….

Mammy is short for Mammatus, actually. It’s a cloud type. My babies were named after clouds too: Arcus, Cirrus, Stratus, Floccus, and Calvus. Very on theme. Very meteorological. My foster mom’s fiancé is a pilot who loves clouds, so here we are.

I showed up with five babies, zero body fat, and a smell that we don’t need to revisit. My foster mom gave me a bath and a warm place to sleep and honestly? I knew immediately. We were going to be fine.

Now, did I want to be a mom again? No. Did I do it anyway? Reluctantly, yes. It took some convincing, mostly in the form of lap sits and my foster mom whispering things like “you’re a good mom,” “good job mama,” and “please keep feeding your babies for the love of god so I don’t have to bottle feed them,” but those babies are nine weeks old and absolutely enormous, so clearly I nailed it. You’re welcome.

Here’s what I actually want to talk about: it’s MY turn now.

I want walks. I want pets. I want to sit directly on top of you and paw at your arm until you acknowledge me. I am very passionate about physical affection and I will not apologize for it.

I walk great on a leash, which is impressive considering I had never been on one before. I also love spotting rabbits and squirrels on walks or in the yard, and I am fully convinced I could catch one if my foster mom would just let go of the dang leash. She won’t. We disagree on this. She also says I remind her of a cute coyote, which I think is rude, but I’m not entirely sure. I’m choosing to assume cute is doing a lot of heavy lifting in that sentence. The postpartum hair loss isn’t helping my case, and I’m still waiting for my coat to thicken back up, so I’d appreciate it if everyone just minded their business until then.

I’m fully house trained, fully crate trained, and extremely food motivated, which my foster mom says makes me “a dream to train.” I prefer the term gifted.

I do best with dogs who respect a proper introduction. I have loved every kid I’ve met. Cats are an unknown quantity and I have no comment at this time.

I spent a long time taking care of everybody else. Now I’m looking for someone to take care of me.

I think it should be you! ♥️