Jill's Journey

Ten years ago today I reluctantly went to meet a 7 week old kitten to see if I was interested in adopting her. I had been told by my mother’s friend (who had been fostering her and bottle raised her since she was 2 days old) that she was the sweetest kitty she had ever fostered.

I did not want another cat. Jack was PLENTY kitty for me and my 500 square foot apartment. But Jack was lonely. He was ripping out all the fur on his arms and the vet told me that he wanted a friend.

So off I went to Long Island to meet this little kitten who was named “Sweet Pea” on petfinder and, truth be told, didn’t look that cute in the one small picture they had of her on the website. But then, she was handed to me…..and the purring hasn’t stopped since. She curled right up and nuzzled right into my neck and gave me one of her hugs. She was home.

So thank you Jack for being a neurotic, anxious son of a……and thank you Jill for curing Jack of his anxiety (he stopped ripping out his fur almost immediately). Happy gotcha day Jill – thank you for loving me, thank you for letting me love you and take care of you.

Here is a picture of her sitting on my lap the day I got her and one of her and Jack about 2 weeks after.