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| Name: |
Feather
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Age: |
Two years old
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| Gender: |
Female
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Kind: |
Domestic Shorthair
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| Home: |
West Palm Beach, Florida, USA |
This
is my sweet adorable cat, Feather. My first cat, Storm, was nearly
sixteen when she passed away on October 21, 2002. I could not bring myself to
replace her for a full year. On October 30, 2003, I went to the local
animal shelter with my father, who was visiting. I wanted to finally
get another cat for the company and love we would share. I looked at
the selection in the kitten room, and even toyed with the idea of taking
home brother and sister kittens. But none of the kittens really
appealed to me very strongly. I almost simply went home. But then I
stepped into the hallway and on a lark, decided to look in the "cat" room.
I knew that cats have a harder time getting adopted: many people think
they're "not as cute," as kittens, and can be set in their ways, or have
"history." But I decided to give them a chance.
Many of the cats were not as old as I had expected them to be. I had
been expecting three-, four-, five-year-old cats, or even older. And
many of them were as adorably cute as any kittens! I began trying to
narrow down which ones I thought were most attractive, and soon had a
group of three or four in mind. Feather (who was named "Candy" at the
time) was immediately in the running. Her card said she was brought in
as a stray; her age was approximately seven months; and she had been brought
in on the first anniversary of Storm's death!
I actually picked a really adorable Calico at first, after some
deliberating. I had even begun filling out paperwork for her, and then
suddenly I remembered Feather! I apologized to the shelter assistant and
informed him that I had changed my mind. Feather was just beautiful!
Irresistible! She reminded me of snow, which is something I miss now
that I live in Florida. I had to have that soft gray creature to be able
to cuddle and gaze at full-time!
I took Feather home over a year ago. She is still pretty young and
still has her energetic, rambunctious side, that's for sure. I come home
from work late at night just in time to see her work off steam! She's a
little silver streak jetting back and forth across the entire house! She
looks really funny when she gets herself excited and her tail puffs out
and a ridge down her spine sticks up! She can be a handful, and gets
into everything! I love her like crazy!
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