So, I guess I'll start off by telling you that I had a cat. She was a calico cat with what looked like a small phoenix on her face, we had her since she was a kitten. I would've done anything for her, her name was Gizzy. When I was a baby, she would crawl in my crib with me and protect me, and when I grew older, she would still climb into bed with me and lay either on my chest, or at my feet. When I was 9, however, things took a turn for the worse. Gizzy was sick, but we didn't know until it was too late.... When we found out, she already had liver malfunction and there wasn't anything we could do. So while I was in school, my parents put her down. After her death, I wanted to help people more, and help their pet.