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Thursday, July 03, 2014

Today is Angel Sparky's Gotchaversary


In 1998, a neighborhood boy brought me a hissy little striped furball.  He was about six weeks old, terrified, malnourished, and flea-bitten.  His back legs were weak and he didn't look like he stood much of a chance.  My mother named him Sparky since it was so close to the Fourth of July.  I added the 'Fuzzypants'.  He turned into a beautiful mancat and he shared my life for thirteen years.
Happy Gotcha Day, Spark! 

7 comments:

Sweet Purrfections said...

Isn't it nice we can have such wonderful memories and be able to share them one a fur child goes to the bridge?

Sparkle said...

In spite of his inauspicious beginnings, Sparky really left his mark.

Zoey and the furballs said...

He came to the right place. Such a sweet boy.

Gemini and Ichiro said...

Such a handsome boy. Happy Gotcha Day over the Bridge. Man, they must always be partying over there...

Katie Isabella said...

Handsome dear boy much loved. xo

Jans Funny Farm said...

So glad you had 13 years with Sparky.

World of Animals, Inc. said...

Happy Gotcha Day, Spark!!! We are happy to read that you were able to find a loving family for your furever home. You are a handsome mancat and hope you had a great day of celebrating. Thanks for the share.
World of Animals