Well, it is hard to describe how I was so fortunate to be adopted into the family.  I was just a little kitten walking though the yard at the same time that Rebel, the dog, was barking at me to stop and play.  Pat saw me, feed me, let me in the house, and the rest is history because once I got my paws inside the house, it was over with.

Now I am living the good life. 

Today was a hard day - second visit to the Vet - I do not like being poked, sampled, and everything else.  Did meet a nice German Shepherd that I knew I could beat up.