In 1991 and 1992, I adopted 2 beautiful kittens from my local ASPCA shelter: Twinkles, a striped tabby, was 7 weeks old, and Bethany, a tuxedo kitty, was 8 weeks old. They were the loves of my life. Bethany went to the Rainbow Bridge after battling cancer on April 3, 2008, and Twinkles followed her on February 24, 2009. I couldn't bear to be without a precious furbaby, so I went back to the same shelter 3 days after losing Twinkles.
Back in the corner against the wall was a gorgeous gray kitty, all by herself. I stooped down and she reached her paw through the cage to play with my purse strap. My heart broke for her and I knew I wanted to bring her home. She was nearly 5 years old, but that was fine with me. I had already planned to adopt an adult cat - they need love too!
I learned that she was surrendered to the shelter on her 4th birthday because she didn't get along well with other animals. I didn't have any other animals, so that confirmed that she was the furbaby for me.
Now she has her own bed (although she sleeps on my queen-sized one!), her favorite toys, her own place on a comfy chair - and lots of love.
She is as playful a kitten, she's very smart, and she makes me smile every day. Because she has graced our home with love and joy, I named her Gracie. She has all the best traits of Twinkles and Bethany combined. I know they are smiling down on us.
Gracie is truly an angel in fur.
Bradenton, FL
