Shadow was the baby of my other kitty Midnight, who passed earlier this year. Midnight was all black with a white star on her chest and half moon on her tummy. Shadow was the exact same-hence her name the shadow of her mother. She was born under my bed, and I would love love love taking care of my kittens when I would come home from school everyday.
Crystal was the cat who ruled the roost. She moved with us for IL to FL when I was 8-she was my favorite kitty cat, but passed two days before I came home for the summer after my freshman year of college. Here's a pic of me and Crystal back in the '90's.
Crystal and Marshmallow posing for the most horrendous Santa picture on the face of the planet.
Marshmallow was also a Yankee transplant with Crystal. She got her name because she was white with a little black-just like a burnt marshmallow. I remember I wrote a paper in second maybe third grade about my two best friends Crystal and Marsha (I gave her a people name for my paper)-ha! Now that I think of it I wrote a bunch of papers about kitty cats. In second grade I won an award for a paper I wrote about a kitty cat chasing a ball of yarn, when I went to get my certificate I shook the principals hand with left instead of the right, and then I got the important life lesson from my parents on how to properly shake someones hand.
I can't forget our doggies, there was my beloved beagle, Peaches. We got her the summer before I started 10th grade. She was our family dog, and we loved her, she loved us, too. Especially my mom, she would follow her around everywhere. Peaches got a little plump in her later years, and did not like being put on a diet by my parents. She also LOVED to chase Shadow and Marshmallow around the house!