I got Mitt in New York In 1988. She was the best cat that you could have. In 1989 I moved back to Phoenix and Mitt never made a sound on the three day trip. She loved to be petted and talked too. If she knew you she would come up to you and meow so you would pet her. She got a brain tumor and I had to put her to sleep. I was with her when it was done and It was so hard. We brought her home with us. Mitt I will ALWAYS love and miss you. There will never be another like you.
Love,
| Mitt |
| Julie |