In early April 1996 our twins spent their Spring vacation with some classmates and their parents on Edisto Island, South Carolina. In the week or so there everyone got to know the mother cat and her three kittens who claimed the space under the stairs as their very own condo. When it came time to leave, the bonds had been cemented and both families claimed two felines. Our friends took the mama cat and a little male. Our children claimed the two females. I will always remember the phone call from my son excitedly declaring, "Dad, we have cats!"
Caramel, a short-haired calico, brought us great joy and companionship for sixteen years. Her sister, Myst, a long-haired grey and white, now carries on those roles as the last baby in the family. Today is her eighteenth birthday. We can't be sure how many of those "nine lives" Myst has left but we hope she reserved a few of them so we can enjoy each other well into the future.
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It's true that you never own a cat. You have a cat. They are truly enigmatic and amazingly entertaining. Rescue one today!
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