Except that it's possible it was her 11th, and most probably not anywhere near her actual birthday. What I do know is that I got her in October of 1998, the humane society said she was about 1 year old... but when I took her to the vet, he said she was more like 2 or older. Sally has a mysterious past.
In fact, when I felt a chip in the back of her neck, I knew... she'd been abducted by the syndicate. There was more proof than that of course. She'd been rendered infertile by their 'experiments'.
Whatever secrets lie in her past, she's had a pretty good life with me.
When I first brought her home from the humane society, she cried for the entire car ride. "What's going on?" "Where are you taking me." "You'll never make me talk!" "Will there be snacks??" 
When I brought her inside, I opened up her box and just lay on the floor with a book, letting her take her time getting used to her surroundings. She cautiously climbed out of the box, sniffed around a bit, and climbed onto my back. She just curled up and got comfy. I knew then we'd be just fine together.
Later that first day I went to the store. When I came back, Sally girl was asleep smack dab in the middle of my bed.
I knew then, exactly who was in charge.
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What a nice story. She sure is a pretty kitty!
Wow, I can't believe she is 10 or 11! I was thinking that it was more like 8, but then again, I'm kind of in denial about the passage of time. She may be bossy and sometimes cranky, but I have to admit that she *is* a really sweet and adorable little kitty.
Happy Birthday Sally!!!!!!!!!!
Happy Birthday Sally!
I swear our cats are related. Mine is sacked out in my knitting chair, so no knitting for me.
Yoyo, Fuzzy Princess of Castle5000, conveys her felinitations and wishes Sally many catty returns of the day.
happy birthday sally kitty!
hope Sally girl had a great day!
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