Written by loving adopter, Mark K.
Twix and I are doing very well. In fact, she now goes by the name of Trixie. It is just her and I in my home. No other humans or pets. She had very big shoes to fill as Molly, my companion of 16 years sadly passed away recently. She was also a black cat. I am very happy to say that Trixie is more than filling Molly’s shoes. She is an amazing cat. If you remember her, you probably already know that. When I first met her at the shelter, she allowed me to pet her belly. That really impressed me as most cats don’t seem to like or allow that. She loves people and loves attention. And man does she like to play! She’ll chase a little cat toy; clear plastic ball with mini balls inside it for hours or until it gets stuck under furniture. The only small issue we are dealing with is her habit of clawing the carpet. Otherwise there are no complaints. I really enjoy coming home from work each day and having her there at the door waiting to greet me. She has become very vocal over the last few weeks and has a lot to say when I get home. She has a HUGE appetite for a cat her size and eats two bowls of food a day! I truly could not have envisioned ending up with a better cat.