In the spring of 2012, we considered looking for a tuxedo cat to add to our family, probably a kitten (we were open to adults, even senior adults). But life issues got in the way, like they sometimes do, and we nixed the idea completely.
Two weeks later, two girls showed up on our doorstep and asked if we could take in this little bunch of energy.
Baby Tessa’s first official photo. Soon after, she showed us how silly we were to think we’d hang drapes on the French doors.
She was a bundle of joy, of bounciness, and of cute. And she loved toys (still does)!
Ah, the cute was very strong with this one. And she knew it, like all kittens do.
Baby Tessa’s first windowsill. Seeing the big outdoors from this high up didn’t phase her in the least (a fondness of that we would soon discover).
This little gray and white tuxie girl, this special one who keeps us on our toes…
… we couldn’t imagine life without her.
“Hold your applause, folks. I know I’m special.”