Darn. About 4-5 years ago, I found an abandoned kitten, eyes barely open, in the middle of a rural highway. We took her in and named her Shirley. The
Relax, man. I've been through the whole "I'm rebellious, don't care what everyone thinks" stage. I know where you're coming from... but, dude,
On 3/24/13 we lost our beautiful Farah Francesca to polycystic kidney disease. Having had three silver persians in my life over the past 35 years, it
guess this means I win!!!