Me and my cat

Over one years ago when I left the mental hospital to live with Dad I had to say goodbye to one person in particular Lina my pet cat at my mom's place It was May of 2013.
The parting was tragic over a long period of months I would come over to moms merely to renew a promise to her that one day she'd live with me again, and at times I felt honestly like I would never realize it.
When mom had to move I honestly thought of putting her up for adoption, but a ray of hope shone and Classy Cats Thrift store took her in.
For 1 month I placed her in there after I had long moved to the motel going there every day to feed her and play with her, then they told me I had to find a foster home, again I felt dread, especially when she had been there for only a month, in a cage, up in the second floor all alone at times.
She missed me, I knew it, but I promised her and it broke my heart, and I knew it broke hers seeing me leave time and again.
But again a light shown a miracle a man and woman came by one day and said they would foster her and for several months did, 6 months to be exact.
However as the months dragged on I knew I was either going to have to have them adopt her or... leave her for good, yes this thought kept biting me in the ass a lot, and for good reason I couldn't have Lina at my motel, dad refused cause she was both an indoor and outdoor and he already had a cat that Connie refused to go near cause of allergies and as for me, I loved her dearly, and leaving her kept breaking me at points, sometimes I'd come home and cry because I knew she hated it, the people who fostered her told me so, she'd lay on the washing machine and wouldn't react to them, just like Lina did to my mom, upset cause she felt they were the reason I left somehow?
Well I guess the final miracle came this place.
Today Lina was awefully needing for attention and I let her, I've been since our reunion, it took her a while to realize that she was yes living with me and it wasn't a dream, soon she was nagging me for attention, food, even dinner was again the norm.
But today, I haven't realized it till I looked at the calender, its been 3 months since we've been together, wow, that long since I've finally kept my promise, I'm starting to think, maybe I ought to do something real special for my cat.
I mean she is special to me, after Lacy passed away after a seizure attack and our other dog Bella freaked and bit her in the neck, everyone then expected me to hate Bella but I never did, fact was I thought she panicked, and I think thats just what happened.
Lina is my second cat, and how we met is special too, she's a rescue kitty when mom took me to the rescue facility which is a no kill, I felt lost and wondered how was I going to pick when Lina as a kitten ran up to the cage wall and reached out and clawed me in the most cutest of fashions, after picking her up I knew this was the kitten for me.
That's pretty much my tale.
She's found it weird to me being wolf-like or dog-like but doesn't seem to mind it too much, she's just so happy with the fact she's back with me at times its annoying but I let her be happy resting on me, assured that at long last I kept my promise.
Okay I need to stop typing I'm about to cry again. She's just the sweetest thing... I have.
A picture of her.
Lina Shay.