I spent the first eight years of my life living at the Fort Wayne ASPCA. I had been adopted three times but was returned within a month for health reasons. My Mommy adopted me believing that I had aids, and promising to always love me anyway. At the beginning of this year my Mom found a new vet that took the time to figure out what was really wrong with me, and saved my life from Bartinellia. Now days I love spending my time getting all of the loving I possably can, and eating as much as my Mom will let me. I have gone from an amanciated 9 lbs, to a very healthy almost chubby 19 lbs, since my illness was treated. I now purr, and use the litter box which was something that I could have never done before. I very content with my life and wonderful loving home.

I lived outside at the Nursing Home that my Mom worked at. The residents had seen my Real Mom and I around when I was still a newborn. She was killed by a car when I was just a few weeks old, it is suspected that the racoons in the area adopted me and helped me survive. My new Mom had to work with me for months to get me to come out of hiding and trust humans, thats when I became a lover. She brought me home and I've been terroizing the household every since.

I am a sassy Momma that don't take no crap. Pet me when I want it and for as long as I want it or suffer my pouting. I don't like people so I pretty much stay to myself unless Mommy or Daddy is in the room then its loving time. Don't think you'll go to bed without petting me for at least an hour first or I will have to sqauk at you till you get the job done.