Today, one year ago, we were adopted by a cute, lovable, amazing little ball of fluff. I remember the day so well, it was my parents anniversary and I had been wanting to get Jazzy a friend, we took a look around the local shelter and went into the Big Brother pen, we were looking at a very young cat, very timid, but he was too timid and we knew that Jazzy would just beat him up. So I sat down and all of a sudden, a cute, ginger and white cat appeared from the tunnel and bounded up to me, she sat on me until we had to leave, I knew from the moment she sat down that she was the cat for me or, rather, I was the human for her. We have had great memories over thiss past year, Ginga catching dragonflies, amazing us wither her agility, cuteness, the way she loves to play with toys. But of course, there are the sad memories which Ginga easily forgets, when she was very sick from medication, when she was scratched on the nose but an evil little cat and most recently, when she was attacked by that very same cat and... had a little accident on the ground, all the cats around here think they can boss her around because she is small and her voice is so tiny but she is very fast and agile and is normally able to leap up into a tree or something else high up and if not, we hear the yowls and screeches. All in all, this has been a great year for Ginga and I am so glad that she has been here in our lives.
P.S. I promise to get onto the site some more
P.S. I promise to get onto the site some more
