[ancientgirl]

Originally Posted by Sanddi

When my Sammy was 4 I went to the shelter Alittle black kitten wacked me I took her home. Sammy was fine with it . Sly was a terror. Sammy put her in her place and every thing was fine Sly grew to be a solid 15lbs Sammy was 5lbs. Sammy was always boss cat . Every now and then she would remind Sly of that . Six years later we found a kitten. She was bloody and starving. We took her to our vet had her cleaned up she had fleas and worms and smelled terrible. We named her maggie. Sammy was fine, Sly was not pleased. Aftera few weeks everything was fine. 4 years later a golden lands on my door step her owner didn't want her. In comes a 4month old puppy. Maggie and the puppy were the same size. All our girls picked us . It wasnt always easy there weresome scraps. Sammy died in 2004 at the age of 18. Sly died in 2007 at the age of 17. A few weeks later we adopted am male 1.5lb kitten named Petee. Maggie was acting strange she wanted nothing to do with us. She died a week later at the age of 10 she missed her sisters. Petee needed a playmate. Well I needed him to have one. I drove to Hensall with my Mom and adopted Paddy. He was born the same day as Petee. It was ment to be. The just love each other. The dog is in her glory the boys cuddle with her , she baths them it 's wonderful. In my case I didnt put too much thought in to it it just happened . Finding Maggie, Sly wacking me. Petee picked my husband. I wanted to call my cat Petee, his name was already Pete. My family picked me . I'm the lucky one.

That's a lovely story!