My Ruby.....I have had 16 cats in my life but there will never be another Ruby.  She was a beautiful black & red torti persian.  She had a red diamond on top of her head, thus the name "Ruby"......she had one ruby foot & one black foort.   I called her my little chocolate hostess cuppycake.  Wherever I was she was....she followed me up or downstairs all day long.  At nite I would say, "Ruby, you ready to go to bed & vroom she was right up the stairs with me.  She slept at my head every nite & she would look me in the eye & purr & blink like she wanted to talk to me so bad.  I could just feel how much she loved me & I loved her the same.   She would sit on the bathroom counter & let me brush her teeth.  She would "sit pretty" for treats.

She died of a lung disorder the day after my birthday & I know she just hung on that one more day to spend my birthday with me cause she was so weak.

I am very thankful to God for letting me have her in my life & I am sure that she will be in my heaven.

Gloria Tipton