Our story began a little over 18 years ago when my daughter made her way under the front porch of her Opa's house to pick out our little brown nosed kitten from a litter that had been born. We named her Blau (German for blue). She was the sweetest and loving cat although her facial expression didn't portray that at all. Often times people commented she looked mad. She loved to climb up on the shoulders of anyone who would let her, even in the bathroom, lol
When we were sick she was right there to bring comfort. She loved to have her nose and behind her ears rubbed. We miss her daily routines and her meow. She will forever be loved, remembered and missed.