Back when I got my first apartment there was this tiny little marble tabby that was previously was being taken care of by another family. Ever day she would follow me up to my house and I would walk her back to drop her off. Some days, we would hang out an she would chatter an chase after me rolling on the ground for affection.
A few weeks later after returning her, the owner told me if she followed me from the spot he put her under the porch I could just keep me. Within the minute, she was by my side walking home with me. From then on Nova had been part of the family moving with me her older siblings ( misha my husky) an eventually sparkles an storm . She was my first personal cat and will always hold a space in my heart