My cat Spuddie

I don't really like animals. I know, I know. It's so weird. I get it all the time. Why don't you like dogs? And on and on, but I just don't. However, over a year ago outside where I worked, three baby cats were dropped by the road and so I took one and I named her Spuddie. She's really not that cute and there's nothing special about her but she's mine. I always loved her but I never really liked her and I can't stand it when she tries to sleep with me. I can't stand anyone sleeping in the same bed as me; not even my baby nieces and nephews let alone a cat. I can just never sleep with someone else in the bed, but that cat always wants to sleep with me and I never let her. My parents had to take her when I moved from Custer; even though they really didn't want to. I thought that she would never notice me being gone, but that cat follows me all around the house and actually responds to her name when I call her. She has this little bell green collar and when I've been gone for a couple days and then come home, she jingles all over the house with me. So cute. She'll even come find me in the midst of everyone at the house and come sit with me. I think it's just because we've been partners for a while now.