Well Kimberly came to me as a present during Christmas of 1999. I had grown up with kitties but I didn’t have one that was officially labeled as “mine”. I was the typical child that begged my parents for a pet and made the typical “I promise I’ll take care of it” statement. This however, was getting me no where! I kept bringing it up frequently to multiple people how badly I wanted a kitten of my own. So one of my friends went to our local APL (Animal Protective League) and picked a baby kitty just for me!
My Kimberly – she was so adorable and so little. (Note: I did not name her Kimberly. She was born at the APL and on her birth certificate it said Kim. I figured I’d throw that out there since everyone wonders why my cat has a people name.) My mom however, was less than thrilled that we were going to have a kitten in the house. She made me give Kimberly back to my friend for a few nights because she was so un happy about her. But after some whining I got my way and Kimberly was there to stay!