I got her when I was 9 years old, so we practically grew up together. She has been around through my most difficult times, and my best times. She was left on the doorstep of my vet at 3 weeks old with a broken leg. Even though I rescued her, she really rescued me.
This year, for her birthday, we celebrated with a shared cupcake (she is obsessed with cake), and she had a special Fancy Feast dinner. Ben and I got her the treat finder, and my mom sent her the kitty tunnel.