Shelby by Alisha

April 5 1994 — Still with me

When I was fifteen I got a very special cat his name was Thomas
he was the family’s cat and loved to be petted by anyone.
He loved to stay in my room because it was the warmest ,
my mom told me he was not allowed in the house but I snuck him
in as any normal teenager would that loved animals.
Eventually he got to stay in after my mother started liking him,
so Thomas got to be our house cat .
After a while he thought he was the ruler of the house so we let him
think so and called him “Sir Thomas Matthew the great”.
After a tragic car accident my little kitten that grew into a king had been
killed which really made the family upset.
After a bit of time and I grew up and got married I moved in with
my mother-in -law and she had this cat named Shelby that did not
like anyone.
Shelby had been beat when she was a kitten and declawed.
Shelby lived in the living room and no one could get next to her
with out her trying to bite them.
I thought I would give her a chance and try to help her out from being
so scared of everyone. I would talk to her and call her pretty girl everyday
until she got used to me.
After a while she was following me around and would
not let anyone around me.
Shelby is a very jealous cat and I can not even hold my
bird without her getting mad at me.
In a way I think I saved Shelby from anymore harm coming her way
and I am very proud of her letting me help her .

While all along Thomas was in my heart helping
me along.

Alisha

 

Shelby
Alisha