My veterinarian wife was checking on puppies and kittens at a local pet store at the time back in 2005 when I happened to be walking in to the same store for something and she said I want you to come and look at something. She came out from a back room with a six week old black kitten that had been born with a deformed back leg and handed it to me. I was not a cat person, however, once I was holding this black kitten that looked up at me and I looked at it, it was a done deal. We had to amputate the remainder of the leg, so Minnie became my three-legged baby girl and taught me over the past twelve years that cats DO have personalities and aren't just aloof. She "talked", played fetch, was my constant companion with whatever I was doing, and was very well-behaved. I was totally devastated to find out that she had kidney disease after having a brief illness that came out of nowhere as we had no other signs to tell us anything was wrong. After discussing everything with my wife and her colleagues, I made the heartbreaking decision to send her to the Rainbow Bridge after just twelve years of devoted companionship. Miss Minnie will always live on in my heart as I think of her daily. Rest well my baby girl, until we meet again.