I was siting at my mom`s table talking about the two kitten`s I was taking home with me and I felt that those two kittens did`nt feel like they belonged to me,out of the blue this white kitten climbed up my leg and layed down. I put him on the floor and he sat there meowing until I picked him up,as I was picking him up I felt this overwhelming feeling that this cat was the one. He looked up at me,meowed softly,purred and went to sleep on my lap.



I took him home needless to say.He lived for 11yrs. Those years were the best with my Friend.If I was upset he was right there giving me the best kisses ever.



When he passed away I took it very hard,I carried pictures of him, dreamed about him,I even thought I heard him meowing for me,that went on for about four month`s. My husband was a little concerned about me.I eventually came out of my depression when he came to me in a dream and said it was ok for me to get a kitten if it was going to make me happy again,it is all I want Mom; is for you to be happy again. I still cry when I think of him and I still talk about him to this day.