Twelve years ago, my daughter and I went searching for a new pet at the Boone Co. Animal Shelter. We looked over all the kittens and cats, and spotted the sweetest, most beautiful black, grey, and white striped tabby cat with the glowing gold eyes. He had been abandoned on a street in Florence. At that moment, he became the newest member of our family: Mikey. Over the years, Mikey has always been a very quiet and very loving member of our family.

Living alone, I recently became suddenly ill for several days. It seemed like a horrible situation to be in, but not so much. For that "special" striped kitty, Mikey remained at my side for four days, always stretching his long paws across me as I lay so ill in bed. If I moved, Mikey moved too, placing those paws by my face or across my chest. Mikey never meowed to be fed or to be let outdoors at that time.

The warmth of his furry body on my feverous skin gave me comfort I desperately needed. Oh, what a cat!

Mikey is my furry little angel of mercy.

Cathy Blackwood
Burlington, KY

Mikey visits Hebron Animal Hospital whenever he needs to go.

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