Moonshine Crescent Garcia

     I've wanted to get a pet ever since I had my dog Roxie. Putting her down was heartbreaking. I don't think I've ever cried so much since that day. That was about 6 years ago, I promised myself that I would not get another pet until I could afford to take care of them.  After getting  my apartment I decided to get a cat. I would have gotten a dog but there's no pets allowed were I live so a cat seemed like the better choice. I mean dogs bark and I cant have that, cats are quieter.
     At that time my mother was working  2nd shift and I would get out of work at 4:00, that's when she would be starting . It took a bit of adjusting getting used being completely alone. The last 5 years I had lived in a 6 bedroom house with 10 people, someone was always home. 
     I ended up getting Moonshine Crescent Garcia  from a friends co worker. I specifically wanted a black cat because most people consider that as "bad luck". I really don't like that superstition. I think he's as loving and "evil" as any other cat. I remember the night I ended up bringing him home. I wrapped him in a pink blanket with hearts all over it. That had been Roxie's blanket. I had to hold him as I rove and OMG he would not stop crying. As I parked in the garage downstairs I had to figure out how to get him into my apartment without getting caught. There is cameras all over this building; the garage, hallways stairs and elevators! So I stuck him inside my purse put on music on my cell and hoped no one would hear him meowing. I took the stairs and walked through the side,avoiding the supers office. I had bought his food, bowls and litter box like a month before that. He cried that whole night I hardly got any sleep. He just hid under my bed. After I showed him where the food was he would come out only when hungry.
     It wasn't until the 3rd night that he actually let me touch him. After a couple of days of getting used to the idea that he wasn't going anywhere he fell asleep on my chest. That was when my heart just melted an felt alive once again. I was so shocked that I was able to love something new in my life, like an actual living mammal. For a long time I had felt like I would never be able to love anything.  Hadn't felt much for a while. After the 2nd break up I was numb. Nothing really made me feel any better. Being sober was hard for me.
     A couple weeks ago I neutered him. I thought that in a way he would hate me because of it. I was surprised when he lay on my chest with that huge cone and let me pet him. Now if  I'm home he's  next to me. He's actually sitting next to me on my desk bench. I love waking up in the middle of the night and seeing him next to me or by my feet. Hearing his purrs is so soothing.  I don't ever  like to push him out of the way when he's trying to love me because I know what that's like. I'm his whole life. He waits by the door for me when my mom comes home. He's not used to me working so much, I guess he expects for my mother an I to come home at the same time. As soon as I walk in he struts towards me ad meows kind of like telling me "pick me up and love me, I've been waiting all day". Well in my head that's what he says that or "Fed me, clean my litter box its full." Ha-ha!
Got to go my brother is here and he is hungry!