Today is Gabriel’s boifday. He would have been 9 years old. Here’s some images of him when was a wee little lad.

These photos were taken the first night we met. I remember this night very clearly, he was so cute when I seen him I knew I just had to pick him. Out of a litter of 4, he was the one with the best personality. A very bold personalty for such a small kitty. He was beating up all of his siblings, flying off couches, and bucking like a miniature horse, and he had a great time doing so. I liked that bad attitude so I picked him. Our attitudes were very similar, I knew we would get along just fine. His mother was a very scrawny gray kitty, his siblings were all very beautiful and resembled Siamese kitties. His father was a Tom cat that lived in the neighborhood. Gabriel and his siblings must have taken after their dad; they looked nothing like their mother. I was encouraged to take one of he “cuter ones,” obviously nobody else seemed to have the same opinion that I had, he was the cutest one!!! They thought I should have chosen one of his siblings who were beautiful, they preferred looks, I preferred personality. I knew he was right for me, and I seen the the beauty within him. He was almost pure white and kinda resembled a rat; but I thought he was the most beautiful one there. After our introduction, I drove to a friend’s house and these images were taken. I then wrapped him up in my hot pink/blue hoodie and we proceeded to drive home and begin our new lives together. He slept on my lap for the 20 minute drive and didn’t fuss, just slept. I’m so glad our paths crossed that night many moons ago. I’m so glad I got to be his mother and we had plenty of fun filled years together.

Happy birfday Gabriel! I hope you’re enjoying a great bowl of vanilla ice cream right meow!!! =^..^=