Entrant's Name
Carol

City
Rochester

A little about me...
We adopted him in AZ when we saw a cat show. There was an organization that had cats up for adoption. He was black and stuck his paw out to me. I insisted we adopt him. They named the litter for Santa's reindeer as they were born around Christmas. He was the wildest boy. As the years passed, he became so mellow. I'd open our pantry door (a folding one )and he would run in so fast, I'd holler, "Get out of there". He'd listen, but came out so fast. That was just one of his games, like chewing open the flour bag. He passed last year before he could reach 16(

This entry is In Loving Memory ❤️