I don't often wax poetic about my girl, but it's her birthday today so I'm gonna.
Bitsy has been my best friend for over 8 years. I met her when I was just barely 20, barely an adult, and barely functioning. She's been there with me during my worst moments and celebrated with me during the best. It's not an exaggeration when I say I fall asleep holding her every night--we are deeply attached. It's always been her and me. I've said this before, but there's no stronger bond than the one between a girl* and the cat that convinced her not to kill herself. It's not an innacurate statement to say that I wouldn't be here without this perfect creature.
I don't know exactly how old she is, since she was a stray, but she's probably around 11? Even so, she still loves playing and being my tornado kitty, basking outside while we sun together, and snuggling up whenever possible. I'd give anything for another decade with her.
