Hi! My name is Kristina and my username around the Petz Community is Entwinedlove. I've been a Petz fan for a long time. My first pet was adopted on Christmas Day 1999! His name is Love and I still have him! He's a Maine Coon. His son was my first show champion, named Millennium, aptly born on January 1st, 2000. Cool right? I don't know when I joined the Petz Community the first time, as I have a poor memory, but I have some skeletal remains of petz websites from 2006 that suggested I was in it before and I came back in 2006. Based on my last posts on the Petz Community Gathering forum, I was in the community that time from 2006-2009. About that time, I'd just graudated university and started my first job and had been playing The Sims 2. I've been around the Sims 2 community since then, with some mini seasonal hiatuses along the way as I've gained different hobbies over the years.

I'm a fiber artist, with a focus mostly on crochet and knitting. I'm a fanfic writer and reader. My husband and I are cat parents. We're gamers (obviously, right?). I'm a sensitive, nervous ball of anxiety wrapped in major self-doubt, but I'm present and I'm always trying to be better.

I like fantasy. In addition to Petz, I like The Sims 2, Fallout, Elder Scrolls, Red Dead Redemption 2 and Baldur's Gate. I like Supernatural, Harry Potter, and Captain America. The first few seasons of Walking Dead and Van Helsing. Husband teases that every new fandom I like, I don't change over, I just start crossing over to my previous fandoms. He's not wrong. I may not be actively writing, but I do have a lot of crossovers and triple crossover ideas in my idea-vault.

My husband and I have four! cats. A little black cat named Murcie, a black tuxedo named Ozzy, and two new girls, a blue tortie named Nebula and a cream named Solstice. For a long time we were a family of two humans and four cats, but old age has taken three of the cats. Murcie is the last kitty left of our little original family unit. The other three still feel like a part of the family and we think and talk about them often. Ozzy and his littermates were dumped in my mom's yard at about 4 weeks of age. He's a confident, curious big floofy boy. For the newbies: the tortie showed up at a neighbor's house but they and most of the other homes on the street have large dogs, so they brought her to me as the cat lady on the street. As we're talking on the porch, the cream girl comes running across the street like "don't forget me!!" Will get pictures soon.