Dearest Cassy, your story and picture made me smile and remember the day I first met my Genevieve. My cat of 17 years, Emmie Lou, had passed away at Christmastime. I too thought I could never love another. Soon, though, I was reading the want ads in our local Sunday paper, looking for love. I found an ad that read as follows: "Siamese female, spayed, 2-yrs old, perfect pet." No phone number--it just gave the address and time of 2 p.m. My husband and I were at the door at 2:00 p.m. and I met the cat I was to love for the next 11 years. When she died and I was grieving, I knew that only another cat could mend my heart again, so we went looking and found not one but FOUR darlings, each one different, each one unique, and each one I thank God for. I will think of you with happiness that you and your mama have found each other. Little girlcat, remember to take those thyroid pills faithfully, and you will have a long and loving life and give your mama much happiness.