How I met my cat!

[GILL]

Welcome fellow cat men.
My story starts with not liking cats. I enjoyed dogs much more.
And it begins with my wife finding a puppy in a dumpster.
My sister complaining that my 2 nieces were allergic to their long hair dog.
So we offered a trade. The short hair puppy for the long hair.
Well when we arrived at my sisters there was a surprise. They had found a kitten under the front bushes. Long story short we came home with the puppy and the kitten.
I bottle feed this little mostly white fluff ball. And Patches decided that I was her man. She would follow me all around the house. When I went to sleep she would curl up along side my pillow and go into this low purr. God forbid that I got up during the night; she would have to make sure that I know where she was with a load purr until I laid down again, then back to the low purr. If I was sick she would sit on my chest so that I couldn’t get out of bed.
Since Patches and the puppy Ginger grew up together, they were sisters in every way. Ginger would even try to purr. It was fun to watch a 78 lb dog and a 6 lb cat play and sleep together.
I had a business trip for 2 months; Patch was so upset that diabetes kicked in. She was about 3 at the time. Patch was great about her shots. She would sit on the credenza and wait for it. We would then play ball for a few minutes. A rolled up paper was the best ball, I would toss and she would hit it back. Patch had a very good aim; till she got tired then the ball would head for next year.
She had made it her mission in life to make me a cat person. Guess what she did.
I had almost 17 years with this wonderful girl. Even though she has been gone almost 9 years I am still sitting here crying.

[katladyd]

My late boyfriend had a cat when I met him, Tomas. Hence, I fell in love with his cat, too. (Sometimes the cat was easier to love than the boyfriend!) After a couple of years, I wanted to come home to a cat, myself. A supervisor at work brought in this orange cat one day and asked if anyone wanted him. He was being abused and neglected by her neighbors and she and her friend had "poofed" him. I couldn't afford a cat at that time, but I agreed to "hold him" on my lap in my office while she went to the store to get cat supplies. She came back with a litter box, food and water dishes, a month's worth of cat food and an order that I take the cat home with me. What could I do, she was my supervisor. I soon fell in love with an orange cat who needed me and who I needed, too.

My boyfriend and Tomas have both passed on, but I still have Mac and now he has two brothers, Ming and Kimba. I love them all very much. Cats are life in my home.