That kitty cat there, she's Patches. Her mama, Boo-boo, was pregnant when I moved in with Dave & Dana. They said they were keeping one kitten and I was allowed one, too. When I saw Patches, September 4, 1991, just moments after her birth, I knew she was *mine.* There was Sybil, too, colored just like Patch but long haired, with perfect 1/2 orange 1/2 black face, and Cheeba, long haired *other kind* of calico. Finally, they decided to keep Cheeba, I got my Patches and Sybil went to live with some punks who renamed her Thrasher.
Cheeba moved to SD with us, too, as Mitch had somehow adopted her when he moved into my life. She was quickly and easily *his* kitty. When he got sick, she ran away.
Patches stayed, but that's because she's *my* kitty.
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