Cats I’ve Lived With

"Cats come in many kinds of personalities - the same as people do. Just be very grateful if a perfect one owns YOU." by Author A lot of cats in my life I’ve taken in. A silver Persian with green eyes was my first. She was lovely, but so aloof – to my chagrin. Some other cats had problems, but the worst were those who would not use the litter box – I felt cursed! Ralph, an ugly gray Persian with a smashed-in face, had a purr like a roar; he was really nice! Another Persian I’d named Lilah had a lady’s grace. Black cat Razzmataz and Sookie (Siamese) – each one had her vice. Strangely, not a one of them was interested in mice! There was one cat I loved that was the best. A plain-looking Calico was she. Nineteen years she lived with us; I felt so blessed, for Callie was as flawless as a cat can be. After all these years, I miss her always being near me. She’d follow me around, such a darling. A little bell on her collar let me know she was always there with its ring-a-ling-a-ling. Today I have two boy cats -Simba and Chico. They’re not bad, but next to Callie, they are only so-so!