Biscuits' Story

"I had a beautiful Ragdoll that I got from my grandmother's neighbor when she was around 8 weeks old.

We named her Biscuts because it always looked like she was trying to kneed or make biscuts on the carpet. She was my best friend and was always by my side. I say she "was" my best friend because she passed away last July at the good old age of 20.

She was a very small Ragdoll. She had these beautiful blue eyes that would always make my husband melt. Biscuits loved water and always looked forward to her baths. Often you would find her sitting on the end of our tub trying to play in the water. She got along very well with all the animals that would come and go over the years, especially our daughter's hamsters. Biscuits would carry them around the house and care for them like they were her own. Most of the time she was a very quiet little sole with a silent little squeak, but she would let you know when she meant business.

She was not very big, only 6 pounds 3/4 ounces. Tiny and petite. She lived a very long and joyous life and had lots of love to share. She would always greet me when I came home, no matter where she was in the house. At times she loved sitting in the window ledge and watch the people go by. People would often stop and ask us what kind of a cat she was. She will always have this big place in my heart, and I really will never forget her for that. Someday I would love to get another Ragdoll floppy cat. Thank you very much for sharing your website. I enjoy the pictures and reading the stories."