I’ll never forget the first time I met taz. Ugh! The cutest sweetest quiet little baby I’ve ever met. My heart exploded and I couldn’t get him off my mind. I saw him outside of a local nyc pet shop I’d passed by on my way to grab coffee. Now let me tell you this! I’ve seen really cute sweet puppies before. Jeez, I even put two down payments on two different puppies prior to meeting my little baby boy. Taz was different though. I couldn’t say no to him and I couldn’t leave the store without him. I’m not really sure how to even explain it. It was like “ghesmat”(which means destiny in Farsi). If that wasn’t love at first site I don’t know what else to call it or even explain the feeling of love and warmth that made me feel whole. I know it sounds corny and everyone thinks the same about their little furry companion but taz will always be and feel super special to me. After seeing him in the pet store I met up with a close friend the next day had lunch and couldn’t stop thinking of taz! So my friend told me we should go see him and if I really still wanted him by the time I saw him a second time then just to do it. I had finally become financially stable, independent, and becoming the woman I am today so why not fill my home/life up rite now with another fur baby. Yes taz is actually my second pet. My first pets name is cash and he is a black and white tuxedo cat. He’s another very special soul in my life and I actually rescued him. I was driving my friend home to her apartment in queens and it was raining out when she then said “oh my god! Look how cute that kitten is!”. I then opened my door and there he was. This beautiful very clean street cat that I had no idea where he belonged or if he even was a street cat because he actually had smelled like women’s perfume. He took a sniff of my finger and hopped in as I grabbed him he instantly fell asleep on my lap. My friend then looked at me to see what I was going to do? I looked at his sweet face asleep and thought to myself “I guess I have a cat now”. I then took him home where I stuck him i n my bathroom with some fresh formula kitty litter and a soft blanket. After the vet appointment went well and he got all his shots he brought me out of one of the lowest points of my life. I was in a state of depression and I thank god everyday for bringing cash into my life. The name cash comes from what I would name my first son if I ever had children. That’s how special I saw this little fur baby. I remember cash would be so tiny in my big queen sized bed running through the covers playing with my hair and feet throughout the night and morning. Taz was named after my favorite monster tazmanian devil.