A Story of Hope

When I was a teenager, I had 5 cats. By the time, I turned 21 , they all had died from leukemia. Back than, I didn't know that much about diseases in cats. I was heartbroken, My mom knew it. I was scared to get another cat.
Flash forward to Oct. 8, 2000. Enter Flossy. my mom was walking Dolly ( our dog) and came across a scared and trembling kitten, nearby with no tags.
My mom saw two little girls nearby and asked for help with the kitten. . I came home fro work that afternoon and found a blue eyed kitten sitting in a cat crate in my bedroom, staring up at me meowing. I let her out and she climbed up in to my arms. My mom walked in and told me what happen.
I looked around for posts on lost kittens. I took her to our vet the next day. The vet said she had no microchip and told me she about 6 weeks old., and there was nothing wrong with her. I continued to look around for lost kitten ads . Nothing. My mom decided to name her. Flossy became my cat. My mom said she was hoping Flossy and I could help each other.
I decided to give her August 1st as her birthday , as that 6 weeks from when my mom found her .
As the months progressed, I became more attached to Flossy . I watched Flossy grow . I started healing. As Flossy's 15th birthday approached, I reflect back on the circumstances that brought Flossy and I together. My mom knew what she was doing.
Flossy became my angel. She helped me heal. Flossy got a forever home with my mom and I . God knew what he was doing that October afternoon when he pointed Flossy out to my mom. I couldn't imagine my life now without Flossy in it. Flossy and my mom showed me that I could heal. We gave each other hope. I got hope that I could heal. Flossy got hope with a forever home.

Adreana F
Glendale, AZ