Oliver
by Monica
(Mississauga)
Enjoying a snooze.
When I moved into my new apartment, I knew I was getting a cat.
There was no stopping me.
Weeks before I had even gotten my new friend, I bought everything it would need and more. I was ready to spoil the crap out of 'em.
I decided I would do something helpful, and I went to an Animal Shelter.
I had no idea what type I was looking for. I was hoping for a youngin', just so I could create that bond, and when I walked into the room, I spotted him.
He wasn't small by any means. He was definitely large for his age. About 10 months, still had a baby face, and very very social.
The cats hadn't been caged. They roamed freely around the room, but this little guy seemed to take control.
He was hyper, and very affectionate, and once I started playing with him, I barely noticed the other kitties.
I definitely claimed him as soon as I realized what a sweetheart he was.
He has some sass, and a strong personality. The lady came in, and I immediately named him Oliver.
Now he remains here, at home.
Happy, healthy, and beaming with personality.
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