All I remember about the start of my life was...a big sudden flash of light and then my mothers warm belly fur near my face. I felt alone and scared but when I felt my mother gently curl around me and start licking my face I felt safe. For the first time in the beginning moments of life I new what happiness felt like.

I didn't remember much else about my first few months other then learning to walk and communicate and eat. I only started making true memories when I was about 8 weeks old, and that is only the start of my journey...