I have a cat story too.
I was 4 years old and my older brother brought a pretty little calico kitten home telling my mother that it followed him home. (He was on his bike - ahem) Mom said he could keep her if she was still on our front porch in the morning then proceeded to put a box with a blanket in in on the porch as well as a saucer of milk. Well of course the kitten stayed and technically belonged to my brother but from the first day she latched on to me and wouldn't have anything to do with anyone else. She was a constant companion till I was 13 and we had to put her down due to a nasty cancer. She was so close to me that she refused to even have her kittens if I wasn't there. Once she even had them on my pillow next to my head. I woke up and there they were. Everything was clean too even my hair and pillowcase. Susie (the cat) must have worked overtime cleaning everything up.
It's funny I posted a message about her yesterday too! |