My soul mate turns nineteen today. I met her in a small, dirty, smelly animal shelter and knew instantaneously I needed her in my life. I was turning 20 and this tiny four and a half week old kitten seemed like she was meant to be.
I must have taken 20 rolls of photographs of my new baby. I hated leaving her to go to work or school and I poured my love in to her. At twenty years old, she was my first true love. Now, half my life later she is still the love of my life.
I am starting this blog to share the stories of a few of the cats that come into my care, whether for a lifetime or just briefly. Every cat is an individual and I hope their stories inspire you.