|Twix at 8wks old|
She was this little tiny fluff ball. Too cute for words. I named her Twix after my favorite candy bar. The name fit her perfectly because of her coloring. One of her back paws was all cream/caramel colored (including the pad). She was so independent and acted as if she owned the place - Total Tortie!
Twix was very affectionate, but on her own terms. She also was jealous of our other pets; not liking me showing affection to the others. What was amazing about Twix is that her & I shared the same personality in many ways. I was told once that Red Heads (people with red hair - like me) and Torties are like that. I use call her my 'Baby Girl" as if she actually was. Twix & I had a very special connection. She always knew when I needed her by resting on or beside me. I could always tell by looking into her eyes.
"Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened" -Anatole France
Twix opened up my heart and made me a better person. She turned me into a cat lover and inspired me. Believe it or not, she actually made me look at things in a different way. It's something I don't think anyone could understand unless they are a cat/dog owner.
I miss my "Little Girl" so much.
Where ever she is, I hope she is well and happy.
Maybe one day I will find her ..I pray for that.