She has a cat. She is a rescue that fetches, meows on command, and goes to her bed when told. (I trained her to do all of those things!) Best of all, she knows how to cuddle! I couldnt imagine not having her around! Nor could I imagine my mother not asking me to talk to the kitty when I call her on the phone. T_T
Her name is L.C. (My mother chose it, and it stands for Last Chance.) We had picked her up an hour before she was going to be put down!