"Tina" wrote in message ...

I will too, now my new computer has given me accesss to Usenet again.

I think I told you all about losing Boyfriend to cancer. I wept for
weeks. I swore I'd never have another cat to break my heart like that.
But..the house was so empty. So I got two exotic shorthair girls,
litter sisters, ex-show cats, 6 years old. Their first home from the
breeder broke down due their child developing an allergy to them, they
do shed a lot. So then I got them.
They are indoor cats, which I've never had before. I thought I might be
able to let them out, but soon realised it would be a bad idea, because
the best way I can describe them is a heroine in a 50's Miss Marple
mystery, not quite of this world.
Nelli is a red lynx point, Garfie is described as red on her pedigree,
I call her a ginger tabby. They squabble quite a lot over who gets to
sit on mummy's knee.

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Totally understand, Tina.

It was unbearable when I lost my Big Mooch in May 2017. His sister,
Smoochie Mew died in Sept of 2012. To this day not a day passes I don't
think about/mourn them. They were my world.

But I thought my purpose was to help cats, and within a month I found my two
boys, then 8 year old Pirate and 7 yo Eddy. Less than 6 months later came
two kittens EJ and Bebe.

It's hard with 4 cats. Costs are high. Vet bills are higher. And a lot of
work. And I remember Mooch and Smoochie every day, but I wouldn't give up
my current kitties and am so glad I happened upon them and the kittens found
me.
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bill nakielski