When I was five years old all I wanted was a white cat so I could name her Snowflake. When my parents took me to the local animal shelter however, I was instantly drawn to a little black kitten with white markings. I loved the cat, but I also still loved the name, so I took her home and called her Snowflake anyway. That black cat named Snowflake and I have been inseparable ever since, right up until a few days ago when she passed away. She was my best friend for fifteen years and I will never forget her.