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Your cat decided to live with you, not the other way around.

One October evening over 15 years ago, a stray female tabby-tortie showed up at my sliding glass door at the back of the house. She kept pawing at the door like she wanted in. I had never seen her before.

She showed up night after night, always around the same time.

At first I tried to ignore her, then I even tried to chase her away, but she kept showing up night after night.

I had a Siberian Husky at the time and one evening while the dog was sitting on the porch waiting to be let in, I saw this scrawny little cat affectionately rubbing up against the dog and licking her – like “see, I even like dogs – please let me in”

I finally relented. “Zelda” immediately made herself right at home. She was so calm and so affectionate, it was like she knew she belonged and I and the dog knew it too.

Three weeks later she gave birth in my bedroom closet to three beautiful kittens.

I only found a home for one of the kittens so 15 years later I have three cats. Sadly my dog passed on at age 14, a year after Zelda showed up.

I really believe that out of all the houses in the neighborhood, this cat purposely choose mine. She somehow knew I would be good to her and her babies.

And she’s been very good to me as have her two offspring, each have very different personalities but each are very affectionate and strangely empathetic to my needs and emotions.

She’s elderly now and in the early stages of Kidney failure and I can’t imagine life without her love, her cuddling and kisses.

I’ve always said that dogs, because they are pack orientated; love you because they have to, it’s in their nature, they need the approval of the alpha. Cats on the other hand are solitary creatures by nature, so if they love you, it’s only because they choose to.

I’ve heard some people say that they don’t entirely trust people who don’t like dogs. I agree, but I also don’t entirely trust people who don’t like cats. OK, some people are allergic to them, and some cats are pretty ornery, but there’s something wrong with anyone who isn’t moved by a furry, friendly critter of whatever sort. I’m not much for the various rodents, just because it never seemed to me like they took a lot of notice of people, but I could be wrong. Birds, reptiles,amphibians and fish mostly leave me cold.

Awwww. Don’t imagine life without her. Enjoy every day and keep loving on one another.

I say that to myself, as well.

I found a one year old cat in a pet store back in 1997. She stood out from every other animal because she had already outgrown her “kitten stage.” But she was the most relaxed cat; beautiful, beautiful eyes. And she was sweet and ever so tolerant - especially with my toddler.

The store owner said the couple who owned her brought her in because they couldn’t bear the pound. They were moving cross country and they couldn’t take her for some reason.

“Emma” (believed to have been “Mama”) is the only reason why I could probably become a cloning proponent. She is friendly with everyone who comes to our home. She has this unique ability to fall asleep completely on her back in the middle of a busy room with a vaccuum going, kids running around her, etc. She is trusting, she’s playful, and she’s part of the family. She’s our baby, and we try not to think about her age.

She’s sitting in my lap as I close this. I need to see if I can upload a picture and share her with you.

Much lasting health to your kitty,
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