I write about my dogs so often, that most people don't know I have cats...
Three of them...
Winston, Sofie and Lacey.
This month, Winston and Sofie turn 10 years old.
They're only a week apart in age, but I raised them both together.
I love this cat so much, it's like I can't remember a time when she wasn't with me.
She almost died, and spent a few days in the kitty ICU just after I got her.
She never grew too big, and is my petite chatte...
There was a warning sign on his cage at the rescue that said,
I didn't notice it until I had already signed the paperwork...
Haven't regretted my decision one bit.
The cats have been with me since the start of my residency,
in my first apartment in Chicago right after medical school.
They have been my comfort and joy on those days when I didn't think
I could possibly make it back to the hospital for another day.
Patiently waiting for me to come home and play with them.
They've made every single move from Chicago to Boston,
Boston to Minneapolis,
Minneapolis to Mahtomedi,
Mahtomedi to Buffalo,
and Buffalo to rental house in California,
And now finally Home where the redwoods meet the Pacific...
Cheers to another 10 years...!
*Links lead to scrapbook pages I made when they turned 5 years old...