How she came to be with us
I didn’t really want a cat. We had just put my husband’s cat down. And truthfully I wanted a dog and the older cat had always been a hinderance to that objective. But I also had this habit of looking at animals online who needed homes. Which is how I saw this little itty bitty white and grey tabby kitten.
Oh my heart. In that one picture she had completely stolen it. So I inquired if she was still available and she was. She came home that very day, only six weeks old and completely flea ridden. The people who had her had named her Cheetah and I know immediately that she had different plans, so Xena she became.
And a week later we brought home her fur brother Hercules. Our lives have never been the same.
Who know they would go to such lengths to live up to their names?
Meow,
Xena’s mommy
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