Holy Toledo! Lookit this! It's like it was yesterday, but it was TEN YEARS ago that I got my furrever home with Mom in New Hampster.
I was a cute little kit.
I am full grown now. A Queen, Mom says. I am certainly a queen of this house.
I can't believe it has been ten years. Omigosh, so much has happened. Gizzy and Jasmine, and Monty Q, and Violette...
And quilts, Julie and Chris and all the quilters I have met. And the places I have visited, Mary-land and Catifornia, the City of Angels, Washington DC and the cherry blossoms, St Louis and the Gateway Arch. Long Island and Syracuse in New York and Belfast Maine, and all the countless places in between. The house on Kelley Street and now here in the town of Goff where I have not one but TWO kitty condos, a front porch and my own personal garden to watch over.
And friends, hundreds of them, furry and otherwise from all over the world, from the US to Canada, Germany, England, Austria, New Zealand and Australia. My goodness. I could start naming names, but I'm afraid I'd leave somebody out.
My heart is full of love and good (and sad) memories. Thank you all from the bottom of my furry little heart for being there for me when I needed you. And for Mom, who loves me even though I don't greet her at the door when she comes home, don't come when she calls me, don't sleep next to her at night or sit on her lap, or even (still!) let her pick me up.
But Mom knows I love her, because I really, really do.
Happy Gotchaversary to me, and Happy Got Millie Day to Mom.
It's been a fabulous ten years