Sweetest cat in the world

Sweet Elsa

She will be two this summer. Doesn't she look lovely? It isn't just her looks that is lovely but also her catsonality. She loves to cuddle and kisses. She rarely meows and when she does, it means "I need a hug" instead of "Feed me". Once you pick her up, she will stop meowing and find it home in your arm. Well that's how we met.

One gloomy afternoon in October 2003
Rain had finally stopped. But the sun was still shy to come out and show its face. Work has been slow all day but I was willing to hang around bit more calling customers and trying to set up appointments with them to talk about their not so bright financial future. Tactic is to scare them enough so they will do something about it;buying retirement plan and life insurance. You got to be careful if you scare them too much they run out the door before you even know it. My supervisors suggested I should start putting with them when I was going through my client list. I thought 'why not' and followed those two to a golf course near PCH & 110 free way. Ground was still wet and there were puddles on the parking lot. All of sudden I heard 'meow' as I walking towards the entrance. I looked down on my feet and there was this tiny kitty. It was rubbing against my ankle and throwing itself on the ground showing its belly. I was shocked that the kitty was showing its belly to me, a stranger, because it means "I trust you" in cat language. I lowered myself to take a close look at the kitty and noticed how sick the kitty was immediately. The kitty was skinny enough that her ribcage was visible. And it was sneezing and coughing. Her ear canal was covered with black wax and her eyes looked like she has been crying. Poor thing. I picked her up and we both felt right.
Some say I did good by saving a kitty from the street. But I think it is Elsa who saves my life every day by showing her love. And I'm greatfull.