Hey Sophie! It's your birthday!
Yep, she's sixteen years old now. Old enough to drive...if she could reach the pedals.
Hard to believe it's been fifteen years (she was one when I got her) since that fateful day over Labor Day weekend at the Burbank Animal Shelter. Sophie had been picked up as a stray in June, then they discovered she was pregnant. She was kept there to have her kittens, then once the babies were adopted out she was made available. She was as thin as a 2x4 and still had her milk sacs when I saw her. A few days later, after a mandatory trip to a local vet to be spayed, the sacs were gone, her belly was shaved and stitched, and she came home.
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After spending the first 24 hours under my bed, she emerged and was fine after that. And she's been awesome ever since.
Sophie over the years: