Specialz! The cutest love of my life!!! (and ex- abused stray)
ok... so in 2000 I met this stray cat that was abused. His name is special. So my friend would abuse him by pushing his face when I was little.
His moms got a fourth cat.(the three were charlie, scaredy, and patches who is now special)They asked my mom if she wanted him and my sis and i persuaded her and we did. My dad flipped out when he heard and my mom was like "if the cats going outside same with you!" The reason my friends moms gave him away was because he was in seriously unhealthy condition.
Special would have died from bnymonia in the winter... or worse. But now he is healthy and happy and im SO glad that I have him. He is so sweet and loving.
He is afraid of new people because his "6th sense" is messed up from the past. He may be small but he carries around a lot of love!!!
by Diana Micic
I dreamed every day that I would get a cat! Maybe a small one or orange one. Maybe even a tall one but no, for months I didn't!
Years passed by with my dream floating away and my tears crumbling down. Now I'm a mother and I gave her the joy of a kitten. My daughter Ashley named him Kiwi! She enjoyed just as much as I would have. I also played with Kiwi!
Even though this was my dream, right when my daughter asked I ran to the cat shop and got her a kitten!
She loves him just as much I would have and I did.
by Rachel Boone
Well I had just got over my other cat dying and was looking for a new cat.
My neighbor doesn't like black cats so she was gonna kill these 2 adorable black and white kittens if I didn't take them. I couldn't resist. So began my life with Ava and Tanzie.
They were the most adorable things I have ever had the pleasure to own. Ava was spunky and carefree. She loved to play with my shoe strings and she slept with me at night. Tanzie was more reserved and well behaved. Tanzie would sometimes play with Ava just to annoy her. They both loved to sleep in our ripped arm chair right in the stuffing.
We lost Ava first. She ran away the day my baby brother came home from the hospital and I cried for a week afterwards. I still had Tanzie and she did her best to fill the empty space in my heart. She ran away next. Whether it was because she missed her sister or she hated me I don't know but those two adventurous little kittens will forever be in my heart and I will always remember them.