I remember it all very well..... it was this time one year ago, Jr woke me up and told me to come downstairs and see something. He was doing one of his marathon trapping sessions, trying to trap the momma kitty at our work. He set the trap and checked it every hour. At 1:30am he came home with this sweet little black kitten. When I walked out onto the porch and saw her in the trap, I got pretty weak and actually had to go back inside and lay down to gain my composure. I really thought I was going to pass out. Another kitten?!?! We already had Sebastian and Reilly to foster, but I knew we couldn't just release her back. She was too young to spay and I knew we'd probably never catch her again. So to the master bathroom she went and well......the rest as they say..... is history!
There are times I look at Saylor and think she is a female Cal with longhair. She acts so much like him it's scary. Ya know what? It's pretty comforting too. She is truly a gift and I wouldn't trade her for anything in this world.
