Its funny how four years ago I actually felt uncomfortable around cats and was afraid of getting scratched. My daughter brought home a rescued kitten, our Tibby and at first I felt very put out, but slowly she grew on me and then our second kitten Pisho was rescued too. My heart broke over losing Pisho and there isn't a day when I don't think of her, there are reminders of her all over the house and garden. She was a very vocal cat and answered me every time I spoke to her, she made a lot of sense. She has a place in my heart, always.
This is a random painting of a kitten from a photo.