Hi! Back in November I lost my cat, Mikey, whom I had for 15 years. My doctor told me his son had 2 rescued cats available for adoption. This was perfect; I didn't want to start all over with a kitten. I agreed to take a male. His name was butterscotch. I quickly learned that he is "a talker" so I re-named him with something to reflect that. I call him DJ ( like the old talkative dj's of the 50's and 60's). We get along wonderfully and he likes to rub and cuddle. He sleeps when I'm working because he knows he won't get attention then. Here's my kitty brag book.
I'm glad I made this little squash book for me.