Smokey Jo <3When I was younger I use to walk around the neighborhood quite often. Once in 2000, I had come across a poster near the mailboxes that said, "Free to a good home." I immediately ran home and told my dad about it. He said that it was probably just looking for there pet or it cost money to even get the kitten in the first place. Finally, I convinced him to go look at the poster and he agreed to go and look at this kitten.
Turns out the people just lived right down the street from us, and wasn't very far at all. The story goes as one morning they were sitting in their living room and heard a horrible cry for help. They look out their window and see a poor gray kitten stuck in the snow pile as if someone had just dumped it there. My heart immediately went out to the cat because I just couldn't understand how someone could do that. Well, when I first laid eyes on him, I fell in love. He was such a tiny thing. He was curled up in a ball as he just laid in this basket these people had prepared for him to sleep in. My dad had even fell in love with him and he wasn't much of a cat person. Needless to say we took the kitten home and named him Smokey Jo.
13 years later, he's gotten big and fat since he's so spoiled now. I wouldn't have it any other way. Smokey has captured my heart for a lifetime. He has such a unique personality, that I can honestly sit here and say my life would not be the same without him.