It seems like yesterday when I brought her home. I had to bottle feed her for three weeks. Even though the attatchment grew with each day, she wanted and needed more attention that I could give her. I found her a new home Sunday. A place where she can get all the attention she wants, and doesn't have to worry about two other cats picking on her. Because of my love for her I had to let her go. At least I will have memories.


Here is to you Minx.





Jazz and Duke will miss her also. They have no one to pick on.

Is Jazz crying, or yawning from boredom?





All my babies laying around with nothing to do.