She is very smart and comes running to me whenever she hears me open the cabinet with her food inside. That cabinet has a certain little squeak that I can barely hear! Her name is Bumpy!

My son names her on the day we got her. He was 5 that day. We heard a knock at the door. One of the neighborhood children had this sweet tiny little kitten in his arms and told us that she didn’t have a home and if we wanted her. I never had a cat before in my life and at one point I was very allergic to cats.

But she was so beautiful! A long haired grey tabby! My son named her Bumpy since her stripes made her look bumpy! We took her home that day and the rest is history.

She’s the perfect addition to our family. It’s been just over a year and we are so very thankful for the neighborhood boy that knocked on our door.