I had a male kitten that I was taking to the vet for shots and etc. when I seen kittens in the lobby for adoption. There was one still available; the cutest one which I wanted her. So I filled out the paperwork and a week later I went to pick her up. Her 2 sister where picked up that day also I continued with her vet care there. Found out that my baby Rebekah had went through a traumatic experience. Her and siblings where born to a stray momma. Animal Control found them, and because they where so sick they where all put in a high kill shelter. The day before their last day, MI cat rescue saved them. However the 3 females where really sick, mom and brother where healthy. At 3 weeks old my Rebekah weighed 1 ounce. She was hooked up to all kinds of tubes and medicine. She crashed at one point and the vets worked very hard to bring her back. She got better and could be with her sisters again. They where getting better. Didn't get to spend as much time with momma as brother did cause they where so sick. However, my Rebekah baby made it and at 9 weeks old I adopted her. My daughter had just passed at the age of 24. I was not doing well with much of anything. When I brought my girl home and she made me smile again and gave me something to love, the pain started getting better. When I heard her story, I knew she survived for me. I needed her as much as she needed me. She is such a sweetie; she always kneads on me and falls asleep any time of the day. She is so special and I love her just as much as she loves me. We are going to have a lot of years together. She is 3 years old now. No one would ever know she was such a sick little kitten. The whole family found good homes. Without my Rebekah baby I don't know that I would have made it through the grief of my daughter passing, but I did. I believe we where brought together because we both needed someone special to care for us. My little fighter that fought to stay alive, a tiny 3-week old kitten, is healthy 3 year old cat.

Carolyn
EASTPOINTE, MI