Knickie was the first pet I really remember bonding with. My sisters adopted him when I was nine and he was a rowdy little kitty. I remember being temporarily scared of him because he scratched me, but he very quickly won my heart. Knickie was an awesome cat. He loved to snuggle. He was pudgy and rolly polly in all the right places and he just had this way about him. When Knickie walked into a room, everyone took notice. Many of my friends that visited my house often were in love with Knickie. One person even claimed that he didn't even like cats until he met Knickie. For a good portion of my teen years Nick was really my loyal companion, snuggling up at bedtime with me each night. He dealt with my teen angst better than anyone reminding that yes indeed, I am lovable. Knickers, you will always be my first kitty love and have a special lil place in my heart, strut your stuff wearing that green cape in kitty heaven.
Rest in peace, Knickie. 1995-2011
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