Time for your weekly appreciation postttt of Vee.
Around my 2nd year anniversary clean, I was given permission to get a cat after I got out of the psych ward for a suicide attempt. Within a week I was in the shelter to pick my kitty out, but when I opened the door to the cat room, this one immediately ran right over to me. After that it was a done deal, but among the other things that solidified it, I saw your paper work on the way home and saw you had been in 2 different shelters during the last 2 years. While I was fighting to stay clean and build a new, you patiently waiting at the shelter just to choose my crazy ass. And to this day I believe you were always meant to be my cat, and my path was always supposed to lead me to that shelter. You became my anchor that day, in so many ways to so many things.
We've been a few places since then, but you've always followed me like a little shadow room to room, no matter where we live. Swatting at people deceiving me against my back, the ones I've forgiven but not forgotten things of, youve swatted their asses too. I just didnt know of your abilities in time. And now I know, you are a good judge of character. So now, anyone else new to come in my life must pass the test of the cat and I will no go against her judgment.
Thank you for saving my life countless times, baby Vee. I wish you only knew. Shes always gotta at my side, or at least got to have me in sight. This cat's made me feel more cared for than any human has in years. And idc if that's pathetic. I'd be pathetic without. Theres weeks I go shes the only damn social interaction I get. She is my child, and my best friend.
