As I have said before, I no longer remember the order in which my cats came to me. They all lived out their lives with me, so I had multiple cats for a very long time. What I do remember is each cat’s story. Here’s Fuji’s story. My ex was disabled, so he never worked more than part-part time. He worked for several different boarding kennels around the county where we lived. Sometimes, I would also pick up extra hours at a kennel, mostly on weekends. Fuji came from one of these kennels.
I’ve never co-habitated with (was going to say “owned”but who am I kidding) a cat that wasn’t special in their own way, but those *unexpected* ones often seem to end up being the most affectionate and memorable. Maybe it’s gratitude, maybe they were just good kitties anyhow. Don’t know, don’t care. Great story.
Oh sweet Fujiko Elizabeth! Love those straightened feetsies!😻 Thank you for giving her the best life.
Beautiful story. Thank you for sharing Fujiko’s memory with us.
Thank YOU for reading! 😊
I’ve never co-habitated with (was going to say “owned”but who am I kidding) a cat that wasn’t special in their own way, but those *unexpected* ones often seem to end up being the most affectionate and memorable. Maybe it’s gratitude, maybe they were just good kitties anyhow. Don’t know, don’t care. Great story.