My Baby Paris ♥

I had a few pets over the years as a child. A dog named Killer and a cat named Tiger. Killer only lasted a short period. And even though he wasn't allowed in the house he had to go. I remember my siblings and I crying our eyes out. He was our first best friend. Then there was Tiger which lasted a few years until we gave her to a relative for comfort. Sadly she landed in a shelter soon after and the unspeakable happened.

I can vaguely remember being happy with my pets. But the vivid memories are the ones of when I lost them with no way of making sure they were going to be okay. That's why I would do anything to never let anything like that happen to my cat. Even if I had to give her away. I would make sure she would be taken care of. That she would be loved unconditionally. And that the family who would be lucky to have her would adore her.




My Paris is like no other. Soft snow white fur, bright blue eyes, with a pink nose. She has the sweetest meow a kitty could ever have. And even though I would get mad at her for certain things like jumping on the couch when I wasn't around. She is quite the well mannered kitty cat. She's not loud or stubborn. She is quiet, shy. and sensitive. If you even move an inch she would run away. But I could play with her and even rub my face in her tummy and she would trust me. And I would trust her.




We had our differences and I can complain all I want about her. But she is an amazing kitty. And anyone would be lucky to have her. Shes one of a kind in my eyes and I will love her forever and always!♥




xoxo
Su