
In 1999, I turned 11. The main thing I remember about that year was our family vacation. It was the first time I had been to my uncle's ranch. It was teeming with kitties! I quickly made friends with most of them. There are only a couple of the original kitties still there. I spent a lot of time checking out the ranch and seeing all there was to see. My aunt set me up with feeding the horses and I got to ride them once while there.

Next, it was to my sister's place. Went swimming at the pool at her apartment. Alaska kids don't get to swim outside unless in the Lower 48! It's always a special treat for sure.

Thus began my saga of taking millions of photos of my cats. I have tons of photos - digital and film - of her. She always tolerated my abuse and photoshoots.

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