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Jojo captivated our family from the moment we saw her big, bright eyes. She was 7 weeks old when she romped into our lives, full of spunk and attitude. Though small, she soon controlled the whole house, including two very large dogs (a German Shepherd and British Mastiff) and another mature cat, and by the time she showed up bearing kittens (a big surprise!), we were under her spell. She had that litter in an empty 50 pound dog food bag and refused to move from it until the kittens were old enough to venture out on their own. All but one of the kittens moved into their own forever homes. The runt of the litter stayed with us and Mama Jojo never let him forget he was her baby until the day he was so sick that he went over the Rainbow Bridge. She was lost without him for a while, but ended up just getting closer to us as she aged.
When she turned 15, she looked no older than 7, and when I told others her age, they were surprised at her energy. Only during the past year did she start acting her age. When she lost her eyesight last year, she seemed as shocked as I was. It took her a few days to find her way around the apartment, but once she did, it was difficult to tell she was blind. As long as she could smell, she could find what she needed.
Jojo has been my constant companion for the past 19 years. Finding her waiting for me at the end of the day has been the one thing I could count in during what can rightfully be called a turbulent period in my life. I will miss her voice, the warmth she provided when sitting on my lap, the meows that woke me up every morning. I suspect there will never be another cat like her . . ."
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