Love Comes In Many Forms

Two years ago, on this day, a new man came into my life. No, not my husband. Two years ago, on Valentine's Day, I adopted a 20 pound lilac point Siamese cat. Petsmart was having an adoption day, and when my mom and I walked him, and saw him in his little cage, for some reason set off from the other cats, we fell in love. He was a 3 year old, and although I had planned on picking out a kitten, things went a bit differently.

After I had explained to the lady that I was interested in Smokey, she asked if I wanted to hold him. She handed him over to me, and my first impression was "Wow, he's a whole lotta cat". And he was. It turns out they had put his cage apart from the other cats, so you couldn't see how large he was in comparison.

So I stuck my large, but loving new friend into a probably too small cat carrier, and drove the four hours from Detroit (my home town) to Pittsburgh. Four hours of constant meowing. But I brought my Smokes home, and now he is the sweetest, most loving, most personable cat. He might have had a rough past, but now he is an important part of our loving family :)