Flea Market Hallie

My sister and I went to a flea market to sell our junk. She went to the restroom and came back and told me that a girl was giving away kittens a couple of sections down. Against my better judgement, because I already had adopted two other cats and live in a small apartment, I went over to look at them. She only had three left out of nine. I just couldn't resist the little one with tortoise shell coloring when she climbed on my shoulder. I told the girl, "I guess she picked me." I took Hallie home that day, still small enough to fit into the palm of my hand. Now, she is a big, beautiful, funny girl. She lives to play. I have never had a pet make me laugh the way she makes me laugh. She is truly a joy!

Ann Bailey
Huntington, WV