I'm in tears also, especially at Amy's determination to get to each piece of food. I don't think I would ever learn to accept the way she copes; I would have to walk away and not watch.

I would put the odds of someone not taking such a kitten back to the pet shop at more like 999,999 to one, considering the number of people who can't even cope with a one-eyed or three-legged cat. When I visited the shelter a few weeks ago, I told them that I was ready for more special needs cats (I'd adoped three FIV+ cats a few weeks before) and they showed me one called "Wobbles". I wanted to be capable of adopting that lovely cat, but I knew that I wasn't. I can deal with behavior problems, socializing ferals, extreme medical problems, but I know I can't deal with a disabled cat that I can't help.

So, Laura, you have to be a very special person in order to nuture such a special needs cat - though I bet you think all the specialness is on her part.

Wobbles needed a low sided litter box, does Amy? That would mean having low-sided litter boxes for all since the other cats are bound, from sheer cat-contrariness, to use the special one. Does she fall down steps or stairs?