I was six years old when I got my first kitty. I had been begging my parents for as long as I can remember for a cat and when I finally got her I couldn’t contain how happy I was. Santa had brought her to me in a little petco box with holes on the top. I named her after the cat in homeward bound, Sassy, and she really does live up to her name. Later in life I had learned that my mom got her from Town Cats and knew the moment she saw Sassy that she was the kitty for me. Sixteen years later my baby is still with me and bringing me joy every day. I adore her so much that I got her portrait tattooed on my arm so she will always be with me. I couldn’t have asked for a better companion than my kitty from Town Cats!