One night in July 2002 after a party at our subdivision clubhouse, a small orange and white tabby cat appeared in the parking lot near several neighbors and me. I told myself "if she comes over and rubs against my legs, I'm taking her home!" As if she just knew me, she came right over, I picked her up and carried "Honey" happily home in my arms. She's been "my little girl" ever since and sleeps with me every night. Honey has been such a blessing to my husband (a former "Mr. I Hate Cats") and me, it's difficult to imagine how we ever got along before she came into our lives.
Susie PayneSmyrna, GA
