My son's friend came rushing in that day in 2003 bringing a tiny white newborn kitten that he had found in the middle of a busy street. It was the middle of July and her tummy was burned from the hot pavement and she was very dehydrated. Nearby, in a plastic grocery sack were her two siblings that were dead. I kept this baby and raised her on a tiny bottle and carried her many places in a mesh carrier. She was solid white and when her eyes opened we saw that one was very blue and the other one green. Many cats with these color eyes are deaf but her hearing is just fine. She was a pistol from day one and extremely independent. She ruled the house (still does) and refused to allow anyone to pet her except for myself and then only on her terms. She has always been pretty vocal and lets us know what she wants but in 2010 we noticed she was getting much too heavy and I began cutting back on her food. Her weight started to drop and I was happy but then she got sick and to my dismay the vet said she had diabetes! That began the dreaded insulin shots twice daily and all the illnesses, vet bills on my credit card and worry! It's all been worth it, though. Today she still has diabetes but she is 10 years old, playful, happy and the joy of my life. When she crawls into my arms and purrs, gives me kisses and curls up with me it makes me feel like I have everything in this world I will ever need.

Arnold
Warner Robins, GA