But I left for college and my cat got left behind. I am 31 now and my childhood cat just died about 2 months ago. I don't remember how old I was when we got her, but my dad says she was 18 years old when she died. She always knew when I was on the phone with my parents. She always knew when I was visiting. She would appear out of no where and meow until I picked her up and sniffed the heck out of my ear...and I miss it.
Lisa is hosting and here is what she wanted: "Let’s meet your pets. I think most of us have at least one pet and I would like to see your fluffy or scaly pal. If you don’t have a camera you can tell us about him/her/them. If you don’t have a pet tell us about a pet you had or a pet you want. If for some weird reason you hate all animals we want to know why gosh-dang-it."
When I was younger, I had a Blue Persian cat. My mom bought it cause she loved the breed. But when we got our new cat home, she found out it hated people. Our new cat hated everyone but me. So I got to name her Molly. I loved my cat so much. She was so loving and loved to sniff my ears and play with my long hair.
You never really forget your first real pet. The one that is all yours and no one elses. She loved me unconditionally...even after leaving her to start my own life and my own family. It is a shame that I developed an allergy to cats and my hubby is HIGHLY allergic to cats or I would have bought another Blue Persian and named her Molly the 2nd. Maybe that is what I will name our dog when our kids get old enough to have a dog.
(This picture is not of my actual cat but she looked just like this. I had my senior pictures taken with my cat but I can't find any of them. Man, I miss my cat!)
Lisa and all of her chaos is hosting this week---check out all of the other pets...pets are the best!