I <3 My Cat

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Originally uploaded by Christina Blue

My cat is my baby. It's ridiculous how close we are to each other. That's right, my cat loves me just as much as I do her. When I'm gone for a long time, she's so happy to see me. Licks me, lays on me, practically hugs me and talks to me. I always miss her a lot, too. Like so much I get teary eyed when I think about her. We've become close in a relatively short period of time, since I've only had her for about six months now. I remember the day she decided to love me. She cuddled herself on top of my chest as I was laying down, nuzzled one side of her face on me and looked up with this little look like, "I'm so glad that you are mine and I am yours."

I rescued her from being abandoned or taken to the local animal shelter when I lived in Fort Worth from a man that was being forced by his ex-wife to get ride of her because she was causing problems with her son's allergies when he went to visit his father. He didn't make any real effort to find a new home for her, and I just so happened to work with his ex-wife. She one day asked me if I wanted a cat, and at the time I didn't think I could handle one because I had just recently lost my other cat, Sebastien. But I felt a tug at my conscience when she told me she was going to just have her dropped somewhere - this poor thing would have no warning. A nice warm home one day, and out on the streets the next. I agreed to take her.

She was so afraid when she came to me. She never fought me off - she was just a scared little blob when I pulled her our of the cage. When the people who brought her left, I kept her in my arms for about an hour telling her everything would be fine and she would be well taken care of...and that I would never just get ride of her one day.

And I never would. We're buddies til the end.