Happy 8th Birthday to My Beautiful Zoey!
But a mere minute ago (or so it seems), I was on my way home with the feline love of my life sitting inches away from me in her well-appointed cat carrier, claws frantically trying to find a way out and screaming at the top of her lungs like a large and ferocious wildcat of the jungle to be freed from her prison. That was my Zoey back in 2008 when she was about 12 weeks old. She barely weighed anything – a beautiful and petite ball of fluff in miniature form that mimicked a large and graceful leopard. Read more ![]()


























