Thelma and Thelma Liz
When I was nine or ten I had a cat named Thelma. Thelma was a Calico cat. I remember the night she had a litter of kittens. My sister was so excited for the new additions. However, my family wasn't going to keep all of the kittens. My parents found homes for all of them except for one very small kitten. It was very small and very sick and probably wasn't going to survive. My sister, Shannon took on the responsibility to feed the kitten with a dropper and nurse it to good health. Shannon named this kitten Thelma Liz after her mother. However, the most awful thing would happen. Thelma, Thelma Liz's mom would be killed by a neighborhood boy named Steve. Steve had issues. Steve was mean. He was the same age as my sister Shannon. Shannon and I were heart broken. Thelma Liz was a great cat. Now, I'm not much of a cat person but I loved my cat. She didn't mind if you loved on her and she would only scratch you occasionally. It wasn't until later af
