Angie was my California kitty. I got her before I went to college from the local pound in LA. She was about 1 and there was a date on her cage that said the next day was her last day so I had to take her. When I graduated and moved to Minnesota my brother thought she should be with me so he had her flown out to join me. I moved back to LA and flew her back there. I then moved back to Minnesota and flew her back with me. She lived to be 19 and was really a great cat. A lot of things changed in my life from the time I first got her. She even was with me when we moved to our house in Oak Grove and lived out the rest of her life here.