My world was rocked once again yesterday. I found Nala (she was 21-22) kitty barely hanging on yesterday morning. I rushed her to the vet and they think she had a stroke during the night so we said goodbye. Nala was a sweet but sassy girl who loved junk food. She would steal Taco Bell, French Fries, Salt Vinegar potato chips from you in a heart beat. She was full of fire and sass. I use to tell her to be glad I don't speak cat or you would probably be getting your mouth washed out with soap. It has been a rough year for me between loosing my hound Sadie, my grandma, and now my Nala. Maybe my grandma needed a junk food kitty in heaven with her.
Love you Nala! May you run climb and be sassy at the bridge!