I figured I'd like to have this picture on here, in respect for the kitty day (here, she's enjoying a catnip plant that's growing on our hippie-type rock hill and/or garden
This cat isn't mine, but rather, my mother's. Dotty has been with our family for nearly twelve years now. Someone had dumped her at the church nearby our house as a kitten, and she'd wandered over to where we lived. At the time, where I was listening to headphones inside, I could hear her yowling over my music.
She wanted in that bad.
We're all happy she did. She's been a wonderful companion, through thick and thin.
That's what pets are all about.