Her name is Miss Belle, my friend brought her and 2 others to me, in a mcdonalds bag covered in pancake syrup, the mother was hit by a car trying to move them, so sad,, i could not save the other 2, lord knows we tried. Belle had been hand fed with a toy baby bottle, and yes, she is spoiled way more than she should be. My love, as i call her, has been with me every day, she knows me, she talks to me, i talk to her, i couldnt live without her now,, she will be 8 years old the end of this month, and yes, she will get her whole baked chicken, again, for her birthday,she deserves it.

I worked for a carnival for many years, she grew up there with me, the travel made her crazy, the sounds drove  her nuts, but she never left me.

When i am not feeling well, she is by my side every minute, she is a kisser, every minute coming to check on me by licking my nose or lips, maken that funny noise she makes, i love this cat more than any other animal i  have ever had. Found kitties are the absolute best.