As I fed my 2 cats in the kitchen, I heard a very young, “Me----Me…” at the back door. I stepped out and saw a small black and white flash of fur, running across the lawn and under the fence. I left a small bowl of dry food and water on the step. It was gone when I got home that night.
I found out from my neighbor that the people down the street had moved and left a mama cat and 6 kittens behind. She had caught all but the one I had seen. I kept leaving food and water out and would talk to her each time I saw her. It took me 3 months before I could finally pet her and another 2 months before I could pick her up. A trip to the vet said she was healthy and all shots got updated. When asked for a name, Meme was the only logical one!
She lived with me for 13 wonderful years, always with lots of love, pats and food. She went over the rainbow bridge a few weeks ago to see her brother and sister. I miss her being next to me on the bed, her academy award winning eyes when she wanted treats and her touching my nose when she wanted breakfast. Little Meme, you will be in my heart, always.
Los Angeles, CA
