Jasmine

Jasmine came to me when I was going to the University of Florida. I found her at a local “Adopt a Cat” event. She was a little ball of black fur with two incredible blue eyes and she fit in the palm of my hand. We became inseparable. Jazz would sit on my shoulder as I did the dishes, laundry, watched TV, homework, etc. She can sit, wave, raise up, lick her paw and turn in a circle on command. She only drinks water from a faucet, sleeps in baskets and drawers, eats people food and she’s not afraid of anything. Oh, and she thinks she’s human.

She’s sitting on my shoulder while I read
chillin

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