Thomasville Scene December 2018 - January 2019 - Page 32

| Miss Kitty | No feline, abandoned or pampered, has it as good as I do. I grew up to be a gorgeous, big girl with Siamese-blue eyes and the guttural Si- amese voice. My mommy adores me, and I feel them same way about her. I never let her out of my sight when she is at home. I am not the cuddly type. I just want to know she is near. Actually, her life revolves around me. She loves me as much as I love her. We do everything together. We go to bed at the same time, get up at the same time, eat at the same time. I sit at the top of the stairs and look forlorn and pitiful when she goes to work. When I hear her car pull up at the end of the day, I run down the stairs to meet her and will not rest until she hugs and kisses me. I said I am not a cuddly cat, but I surely do welcome those big hugs and kisses at the end of the day. I go to the beach with her. The place where we have stayed for years was destroyed by Hurricane Michael. Luckily, we had decided 32 December 2018 - January 2019 Thomasville Scene to go to another beach for our annual trek at the end of this year. Mommy had to search for a new place that would allow me to accom- pany her. Otherwise, we would stay at home. I love the beach, the smells, the sound of the waves breaking and the wind rustling in palm tree fronds and watching big and little birds. I am the most perfect cat in the world. I am beautiful and have never done anything wrong, never made a mess. I would never do anything to disappoint my mommy. She loves me too much. Her eyes fill with tears when she thinks about losing me. I can tell by the way she looks at me what she is thinking. Had Mommy not taken me in when she did, I surely would have died like my brothers. A kitten does not need a pedigree to be a won- derful companion. Listen to my story. It is a miracle, and I take none of it for granted. Open your heart to someone like me. The rewards will be many.