In August 2006 two things happened that changed my life.
That month, my dad broke his back and was in the hospital for ten days. When it first happened, we weren't very certain what the damage was. Would he walk? Be in a lot of pain? Etc. Thankfully, he had a wonderful neurosurgeon, was in little pain during the entire time, and he was able to be back to normal. But that incident really hit hard that my dad won't always be around. It's something I keep in the back of my mind quite often, even though he's in pretty decent health--despite his bad eyesight.
The other event was a good one, though. The same week he was in the hospital, one of our barn cats showed up with five adorable kittens, who were around four weeks old. They were needed in a time of uncertainty. We eventually sent the mom and four of the kittens to the SPCA, but we kept one. My beautiful Cinderella kitty. "Relli" for short, and the cat in my Purrsonal Stories picture.
|Baby Cinderella - Isn't she adorable!
Relli is unlike any cat I've ever had the pleasure of owning me. If you say "up," she'll go up on her hind legs and rub against your hand. In her ol' age of seven, she has finally calmed down and gotten rid of some of her neurotic behavior. It just took her over five years to tolerate my sister! Yet, if I go down into the basement or outside, she'll cry at the door until I return. She sleeps on my hip at night at lot of the time. If she's cold, she'll burrow under the covers and sleep against my back or stomach. She'd rather pet you than have you pet her. And for some reason, she thinks we keep guests in the basement. She doesn't like it when we let them out. We don't really know her birthday, but we claim it to be July 4th.
|Cinderella after she had her own five kittens before we got her spayed.
And shh, don't tell the other furbabies I have that Relli's my favorite.
|A more recent picture of Cinderella.
Do you remember what you were doing seven years ago? Do you have a favorite furbaby?