When I think of black and white, my little Lizzy is first on the list. She is a rescued Tuxedo kitty. She came into my life in August of 2011. God was definitely involved in finding her a home with me.
The story began when my husband and I happened upon a weekend adoption display for rescued dogs and cats. That's where God planted the seed of an idea about having a kitten. Unfortunately, it looked as if the cost to adopt was out of our budget at the time.
I prayed when I got home, asking the Lord to allow us to adopt a kitten somehow.
A week or so later, I got a call from my daughter-in-law asking if we knew of anyone who would want a free kitten. It was a stray without a momma, and she had brought it home with her. She was skinny and weak, weighing under 2 pounds.
We immediately knew this was the answer to my prayers.
Here is a picture of her a few weeks after we got her.
We named her Lizzy because of the beauty mark on her cheek. It reminded me of a movie star. Elizabeth Taylor came to mind first, so Lizzy it was.
There were many times when she looked very frightened. It took some time for her to get comfortable with being in our home. But I just loved her right from the start. My goal was to make her feel safe and secure.
She has just turned a year old. We figured out her birthday to be around July 7. She has come a long way in her health, and now she weighs 10 pounds.
I enjoy her companionship. She has become an important part of my life.





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