Ass Queen. :)

Kitty knows what it means to be a friend, and that's a hard thing to find in this world. I feel like I stumbled into a room, not sure what I was doing, and she smiled, gave me a hug, and said "Of course you belong here." She surprises people with little acts of kindness to let them know she's thinking of them and cares. She's genuine. And that makes all of us fortunate.

this gurl knows how to party in <I>style</I>
not to mention she's incredibly lovely and darling

am lucky to be in her fold :)

Kitty and I are Kat-Kin... Sensuous animals, independent, with a wild streak. She is sexuality in motion, sharp as the claws she can scratch you with. Hot as the fire of her heart, which is pure. Direct as the stare of her pale clear eyes. She's a dynamite soul with a passionate purrrr... Pet this Kitty soft fur, but becareful of her scratch.... MEEEEEOOOWWWW!

Feline licks

Blue!

caught under the current, the waves pounding you, tossed around and disoriented and not knowing which way to try to swim to find the air, trying not to panic, knowing you can't if you wish to survive, but knowing how little time there is left. Not being able to see through the water as it's thick with pain and loss, and the waves continues to crash down. You feel your strength leaving, your will to stay dissolving into the brutal and enraged sea that your life has become...

then, just as you are about to forsake it all, you feel arms wrap around you. Arms made strong in their beauty and caring and love - arms that mirror the scars on your heart, give strength to your soul, and bring you to the surface, where with the desperate breath you draw you realize that though you are not out of the tempest, you have someone to weather it with you, someone who has the wisdom of storms inside of her.

Those are Kitty's arms, and in her eyes you are able to know that this too, will pass.

it says here that my testimonial says as much about me, as it does about you. somehow, i find that to be perhaps a little bit false. but, hey, we're all just here for the shit of it, right? so, what to say about my kiz-nitty? you are my lump...my lump of teeth an EVIL. a bit like a twin, however, you have successfully escaped the side of my neck, and are just frequently causing undue pain and suffering in my ass. but i love you anyway. perhaps its even WHY i love you. and whode have thought...this testimonial DOES even say something about me (becaue really, in the end, it is always, all...about...me)

jiz-nack

Goodness, where do I start? Not long after I met her, Kitty gifted me with a copy of "Women Who Run With the Wolves". She knew I badly needed to read this book at a time when I sorely needed to reclaim myself, heal, and blossom from within.

Here is a woman of amazing strength, who has seen and accomplished more in her young life than I can even fathom. Her intuition about things and people is so spot-on it's uncanny. Before I found my own strength, I used to watch her move through life with confidence and no apologies and wish I could do the same.

She is incredibly supportive to those who make strong strides from within themselves. It's great to have her cheering in my corner.