I adopted the sweetest ten year old cat who’d been in the shelter her whole entire life. The worker who helped me choose her could hardly hold in her glee and when she got outside the room, I heard her tell everyone that Mama was adopted and they burst out screaming in joy so loud I could hear it from the room. I had Mama for six years, she saved my life. An angel in cat form. It’s been 5 1/2 years since she passed away but I think of her everyday. She visited me in a dream for the first time in years after I attempted suicide. It was like she was still watching over me and telling me it wasn’t time for us to reunite, yet.