My first girl, my sweet little Jasmine has passed over to the Rainbow Bridge this morning. She lived a long life (16 years) and was rescued from the Animal Shelter after someone had dropped her off on the side of the road. She weighed 4 lbs. and was skin and bones and didn't trust anyone. She never became a lap cat but she did enjoy snuggling at the end of my bed and purred happily. This is actually the first cat I have lost in my life because I didn't get my first cat until I was 12 years old.
I have to tell you the worst story about "Miss Min" because she had a bit of an improper peeing problem. The worst instance of this was when I went to take my SAT early one Saturday morning and I was standing in the lobby of my high school when I noticed a distinct odor......cat urine. She had peed on my coat and I hadn't noticed until then so it had soaked through my sweatshirt too. I spent the entire SAT smelling that horrible smell (and everyone else around me too).