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.
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