I was on Facebook tonight and one of my freinds posted a bunch of pictures of her cats.
One of them was pure black and it made me think of my Kitty back home in Pennsylvania. Her name is Venus.
She is the sweetest cat ever. She's never hissed or slapped at me, not ever. I would have brought her here but J is allergic to cats. (Why did I marry him? Just kidding)
I wonder what a cat's memory is like. Does she remember me each year when I go back? Is she being so sweet to me when I pet and cuddle her because she remembers me and she misses me. Or is she being sweet because SOMEONE is petting and cuddling her?
I like to think it's because she misses me.