Sixteen years ago this charmer came into our life. We don’t know when Zoë was born or how old she really is, so we call this her birthday. She’s probably closer to 17, but I don’t think she looks a day over 15. She wasn’t in the mood for a birthday picture. I had to finally bribe her with a neck scritch, which made taking the photo one-handed a little challenging.
Little girl gets stiff nowadays, and spends a lot of time on her towel wrapped heating pad on my bed, but she plays every day, and can still climb her cat tree in the living room. Not bad for an old girl, I only wish I was in as good a shape.
