Let me tell you about my cat friends, because they will inevitably come up and they are my babies.~(=^‥^)/♡♡♡


This is the Devilkitty Jenny. She is 10 and was originally my brother’s cat, and he named her Jenny. Then decided her name was Kitty. Then dropped her off with my Mom for “a few days” while they sprayed his apartment for bugs. This was a few years ago. When she first came to live with us (well, again, because she lived in this house before my brother moved out), she HATED my guts. She would hiss and cry and hide whenever I came in the room (thus, the “Devil” part). However, I was determined to be friends, and over many months of playing ribbon and being cautious, she now follows me everywhere and sleeps with me every night.


Billy is actually my boyfriend’s cat. I think she is 14. Anyway, she lived with boyfriend for awhile, then Billy went and lived with my boyfriend’s friend for a couple years. Now Billy lives with boyfriend, so I get to go visit Billy when I visit my boyfriend. Billy is also sassy and is a reverse black hole of fluff (as in she generates impossible amounts of it). But she likes me, so that is a good sign. :]


This is the Neighbor Kitten. He sometimes likes to hang out in my yard. I really wish my neighbors would keep him inside (even though I would be sad to not see him anymore), but I worry about him running away or getting hurt. Alas, Neighbor Kitty moved to a farm when his family moved away. No, that is not a metaphor, he literally moved to a farm where there’s a pig and some chickens. His family hopes to eventually get a house and bring him to Colorado with them.


This is my old kitty, Sargie. I had to put her down on 12/13/2016 because she was so very old and so very sick. She is (even now) the best kitty ever. We got her in 1997 and she lived a good, long happy life, mostly napping and demanding food from us. Her favorite food was whatever you were having for dinner (which is cat appropriate, was shared)(also potato chips).