Gandie is my cat. She is the sweetest, most wonderful cat in the world and from the moment I got her, I knew she was going to be special. Gandie and I have a bond. She precious, loving, and loyal and no cat could ever replace her. I would like to share with the world the story of Gandie. It may be unninteresting to some and others may love it. I just do not think that there is another cat out there quite like mine!
I have had Gandie since she was a kitten. She got her name from her beautiful gray coat. With Gandie being one of the first kittens that we had ever had, we were not that great at determining the gender. The person who gave us Gandie said she was a boy and that they had been calling him baby because they could not decide on a name. So....it was not long before my dad suggested that we name him Gandalf after Gandalf the Gray from The Lord of the Rings trilogy. And so...that was his name. That is until we realized that he was in fact a she....Thus we decided to call her Gandie.
Gandie is now nine years old. She has already lived a very interesting life. Gandie is a country cat. For about half of her life she lived outside all of the time. She is very courageous. She once killed a snake that was about a foot and a half long. While she was an outside cat, she did not allow stray cats into her yard. One of Gandie's special trademarks is that her left ear is split. This came from fighting off an unwanted cat.
After awhile, I began to worry about Gandie being outside all of the time. I had grown very attached to her and did not want something to happen to her. So, I brought her inside full time. Here Gandie deemed herself the Queen! She was so pampered and love. She could get away with anything. For awhile, she was the only cat inside. Eventually this "good life" began to bother Gandie. She longed to go outside. So, I trained her to go out on leash. For the most part, this has worked out quite well and I have certainly learned from my mistakes. Once Gandie broke the leash and climbed a tree. I was so afraid that she was going to get the remaining part of the leash tangled and then hang herself. Finally, I got her down safely and after that I was more cautious about what I used to tie her out with.
There is so much that I would love to say about Gandie. So many stories that I want to tell, and I will eventually. Gandie's life has just got a bit more interesting. I am in college and now me and Gandie have moved from a rural small town to the city.
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