Creative Writing

My beloved six-year-old tortie, Amber, is my greatest company and my perpetual delight. We moved from New Zealand to Australia in late 2004 - an expensive process, especially for her (fortunately no quarantine). Non-cat people look askance at the cost, but cat-people (like yourselves) understand that you can't leave behind one of the family. She arrived at the beginning of a typically hot Australian summer - but Her Ladyship adapted better than I did, despite the coat, while I was to be found in a little puddle on the floor!

Patty and the Pickle Jar
Submitted by: Whitney Clark

If you've ever lost a pet, you know the pain of not knowing what fate they have found. My story is one of hope. My Persian, Tussy, was about a year and a half old when she came up missing. Tussy was my heart and soul, and I can't even explain the pain I have felt for over two years, wondering about her. I had done everything I could do when she came up missing, and it was no help. For two years, I had wondered about if she was ok.