This little ball of fluff and sweetness, took a tiny piece of my heart… and will probably never give it back. Not that I want her to. Her name is Poppy and she is such a special little kitten. She is extra special to me because she is one of very few cats I can actually pick up and hold and cuddle without succumbing to a fit of sneezing and itchy watery eyes! No fair, when an animal lover has allergies. But I get to pretend I’m not allergic to cats when I am around Poppy. You see, Ragdolls don’t seem to have the same effect on people like me. And resisting her is almost near impossible. You see her, and you just want to pick her up. Or pet her. Or watch her head slowly fall backwards as she falls asleep on the back cushions of the couch! Everything she does ups her cute factor. Even when she’s just standing there. But especially when she tries to look fierce as she chases her toy mouse across the hardwood floor. Those beautiful blue eyes… and do you see that single rogue whisker that darts out past all the other whiskers? How does that not steal your heart?