Cats Each Have Their Own Personalities

Most of my life I had dogs--three wonderful companions-unfortunately I do not have any pictures of them on my computer. They all loved to go anywhere I went and usually did. After my last dog went over the rainbow bridge I was devestated since the building I lived in said no more dogs. I decided that I would try to live without a companion in my life--but a cat decided it was not time for that to happen.

Then one day as I was walking into my building and was in the lobby I felt something on my leg--I looked down and there was this cat. He walked with me to the supers apt which was across from mine back then but they said they didn't know him or who owned him but would ask around. The cat was being petted by the supers wife when he started to walk into their apt--she shivered and he backed off. I looked down at him and asked if he wanted to come with me. He followed me into my apartment and there he stayed until we moved into my new apartment. He was one smart cat! He did get poisoned by that bad food back when and spent a couple of weeks at the hospital. They told me he probably would not make it--They were wrong--the pic above is him just after--we had stopped in at my Mom's and he made himself comfortable on one of the chairs in her living room. BUT when I told him we were going home--he hopped right down and got into his carrier! Gremlin loved people and would sit in the middle of the living room if I had company. He also liked to go into the hallway and let an older woman who lived down the hall pet him. He seemed to know she needed him to allow her to do this. When Gremlin went over the rainbow bridge I swore--no more. One of my neighbors had other ideas.

That neighbor kept at me and kept sending me pics of Baby who was currently being fostered where because she had beaten up a teenage male cat was kept mostly in one room. I relented. I would love to know what happened to her before. All I know is that if I cough a certain way she is right next to me checking my breathing-she seems to know just a cough and a bad one! My neighbor took care of her when I was in the hospital and she has never forgotten it. She allows me to go out once a day--no more! And if I happen to get up in the middle of the night--she follows me like a dog and then makes sure I get back into bed. She must remember that when I went to the hospital it was dark out--late at night. She has not quite gotten over it. She also saved my life once. But that is a tale for another day. She will accept most people who come into my house--but she is quite discerning. People are amazed that she will let them pet her and purrs the entire time. But she is getting older now as I am also.

I never want a pet of mine to outlive me--this is how I have felt almost all my life. Thus Baby is the last furbaby who will live with me. I am hoping that she will live another 5 or more years. I never want any animal to be left without their parent, to be thrown out in their old age and not know why they were deserted. Animals have feelings just as we do--they just show them differently.

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