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This is my little kitty, aptly called *Kitty* when I found her in my garden, born on Christmas Eve, so many years ago. I wasn't prepared to take in a litter of kittens, no matter how adorable. I was getting ready to move from San Antonio, Texas and taking another pet would be adding to the task.

After taking her in and watching her grow, the molding of her personality was so adorable, so sweet, it was no longer an option, she just worked her way into the equation. 

I started calling her kitty - so in my mind, she wasn't mine and the generic term would help me keep my distance, which obviously failed.

To this day, I still call her kitty - *Miss Kitty*  to you!
 





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![caturday.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmcrNgFDVgvQYXd3uDiyd19evV7s3pyUtJseWs8fYQyviH/caturday.jpg)

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*´¨)
¸.· ´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
(¸.·´ (¸. Sandpaper kisses
on a cheek or a chin--
that is the way
for a day to begin!

Sandpaper kisses--
a cuddle, a purr.
I have an alarm clock
that's covered with fur   - Bobbi Katz


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