A Teddy lover.

We arrived to the sellers house on my sister's birthday. It was 2 years since my sister (Bella) owned a cat because her other one was hit by a car. Bella decided she was ready for a cat and she fell in love with him the moment she saw him. He came and curled up in her arms, falling asleep.

When we arrived home she put the new cat in her room and started calling him "Teddy". Bella loved Teddy but I didnt...I was not ready for another cat after mine died, and Teddy reminded me so much of my old cat Jayme. For the first bit Teddy was a good boy but then he started getting on my nerves. He meowed constantly and I told myself that we should just get rid of him... because after all I did not want him. I wanted my Jayme.

Its been over a year since we got him and he still meows constantly. "I guess I'm just not a cat lover" I would lie when people asked about Teddy.

Tonight I am going to crawl into my bed and lay beside him, stroking him and listening to him purr till I fall asleep. Then in the morning I will wake up and he will greet me with a soft meow. Tomorrow it will be the same, and the day after that too.

I still miss Jayme but I love Teddy too. He wiggled his way into my heart and no amount of resisting would keep him out. Right now he's sleeping on the softest blanket in my room while I type this up...He knows I love him...And I know he loves me too.

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