When i seen this post i thought i needed to respond here....
When i was about 3yo my mom worked for city hall and was in close contact with a friend of hers who ran our local SPCA. Well one day the lady called my mom and told her about this cat down there and she needed to come and see him... You see Charlie was found at the local dump in a plastic bag with a rabbit and a fish tank.
Well we went down, they opened the cage and Charlie walked up onto my moms shoulder and well to make a long story short we ended up taking him home..
He was our world. We loved him so dearly, He was our baby and ment just everything to us. and he had so much attitude it was funny. We called him the million dollar cat because we spent about that much money if not more on him in operations and such since we got him. He was about a year old when we got him and he died when he was around 19 as we had him for 18 years.
Anyways i'm rambling....

Charlie would laydown on the chair and i would kneel down infront of him and i would ask him who was so s*xy(don't know if i'm allowed to say that word)... He would lift his paw for me to kiss.... He was so special to us.....

Anyways i do love the smell of Presley.. Just to lay next to her and smell her.. her paws her hair everything.. she is so wonderful...


Charlies Picture