Chloe

Chloe, you came into my life after seeing you on a facebook site dedicated to saving cats from the euthanasia list, Feb 2011. They were going to put you down due to aggression . You were 7months old. There was no way that I was letting that happen so Feb 13, 2011 you came home with me. I found out your back story from the shelter. You were abandoned by your person at a friend’s house and they dumped you at the shelter. You became scared and of course lashed out. Though timid and scared at first, you soon showed us your funny little personality and just like a Tortie, you had that tortitude. You got pets when you wanted and we got nipped when you were done lol. You loved to run around with socks, toys or anything you could carry and meow. Then you would “hide” your findings under the couch. When we cooked you sat on top of the fridge and watched us. That’s where you first met daddy and he halve you your first price of bacon. After that you claimed daddy as your personal. You ran to him, followed him everywhere, tried to steal his food, picked up your little paws to be carried. We had manny years of laughter and cuddles until one day I came home from work and something was wrong. I knew then you were saying goodbye. There was no way I was bringing you somewhere scary so I let you go just like you lived, on your own terms. You came to me to pick you up and you purred as I let you and told you it was ok. Then you stopped purring. And our hearts broke forever. We miss you so much, but we know you are ok and with your fur brothers and sisters