I don't know about others here, but I know for certain that fostering kittens helped me out of a major depression. I found it impossible to cry and laugh at my foster kitten's antics. I became more conerned about their health, well being and happiness and the simple act of loving them pulled me out of depression. When I felt myself slipping back into depression last spring, I asked for special needs kittens; Flutter is still here a year later and I couldn't be happier.

Whenever I feel even the teensiest bit sad, I have 5 kitty nurses that attend to me. They all somehow KNOW I need some extra attention. I get relief from simply looking into their eyes, and their purr automatically calms me.

Speaking of purrs -- no human could ever develop a pill that soothes and calms a migraine better. If I have a migraine I grab one of the cats and head to bed, where they purr me to a deep sleep. I'll be able to sleep well and wake up without the migraine.

They have also been the way I've been able tomake friends here on the internet and in real life. Because of Pouncer, I became involved in the cat rescue I adopted him from. There I met many wonderful friends. I have found a passion (escuing cats) and people of similar temperments and personalities. There really is a bond with my "cat friends" unlike any I've made in other areas of my life.