"What greater gift than the love of a cat? - Charles Dickens"
"I adopted Aladdin in January, 2011 at the age of 15 months. After 13.5 years in my care, he crossed Rainbow Bridge on September, 18, 2024. He had been hand raised and was a very spirited cat to put it mildly. My husband called him "Evil" Cat; my daughter called him "Devil" Cat; and my Mom called him "Little Imp." He liked to be petted on his terms and when he was through he just turned around and bit you. When those ears backed, it was his warning to move on. I called him Laddie as Aladdin did not seem to suit him. He was so loving for a cat, yet came with all the unique characteristics of a feline. Laddie loved to lay in the window in the sunshine. He would meet me at the door when I had been gone. He slept curled up next to me at night. He laid on my desk while I worked every day. He was such an integral part of our lives, his absence in our home will be felt for a long time." - Janice Cox