
Memory From:
Karen, UK, My little Persian
I've always been a cat lover and when i was growing up i was never allowed one, my mother was on her own and there was no way she could afford to keep animals. I met my husband at the age of 38 and the first gift from him was a tiny blue- grey persian, i remember him walking in one day after work, i was still angry at him for forgetting our 1 year annerversary, he told me he had a supprise for me, i went into the lounge and he was holding something under his jacket, out poped this little kitten she was beautiful and from then she was a big part of our lives and all was forgiven. We named her jessica. As she got older she dicovered the school children who used to walk passed the house at 8:30 and then again at 3:30. Then one day i noticed how she used to go outside at these times and sit on the wall to recieve attention from the school kids. We have many fond memories of her, she was very unique, stroppy at times but loved to socialise at house gatherings. She loved at
tention, a typical woman. unfortunately she passed away in 2000, but she will never be forgotten.
