It's Charlie's Birthday!

Happy 15th birthday to my beautiful, naughty, old, toothless, brown tabby, Charlie! AKA Char-bear, Gummy Bear, Charlie Bell, Big Boy, and Daddy Warbucks Chest.

14 years ago this month, I had just moved to Chicago to attend Columbia College. One day I realized I could now get a pet, as I lived in an apartment and not a dorm. I went around to a couple shelters. I saw Charlie in a glass cage, next to a beautiful, fluffy, beige kitty who was sleeping in her litter box. I left.

I went back the next day, and the beautiful girl was gone. Charlie bonked his head against the glass, hard. He wanted to head butt me. I asked to see him, but they said they didn’t take any cats out of their cages (weird??). His tag said he was 11 months old. I adopted him. He was my first kitty ever. He was a naughty, naughty boy. He still is. I love him. Sometimes, I think he loves me too.