So since they did not get Miss Kitty spayed, i was determined to save some of the kitty's!She had 7 kittens, about 4 of them were grey and the others were different colors. so we got cat replacer(milk) from the vet and i started feeding all the little kittens with this tiny little bottle and my mother also helped me. sadly a kitten died, we did not know why, but it just did. but i kept on trying as hard as i could to keep them alive! another died so we were down to 5 and they were not looking that bad so i thought maybe these guys had a better chance. and then we came down to 3, one color ful one and 2 grey ones. so i kept on feeding them regularly, like i was told to by the vet. and yet then we were down to the 2 final kittens.both grey and cute, like all the others. but sadly another died so there was only one left.

then Miss Kitty left off outside and left her poor kitten to be taken care of by me,I could tell the kitten missed her mother and so i thought maybe something that felt soft and cudly, like her mother would make her stronger and feel better! so i put down my big stuffed dog and she did not now the difference but i knew she felt happier!so i kept on feeding this one kitten and hoped that she would live. and it was a miracle! she stayed alive! she held in there, kept on fighting!

my brothers wanted to name her after a wrestler cause she was strong but i thought the names were stupid, but we all thought Chyna was a good name, after the wrestler and it was a girls name so i thought it would be alright.

so Chyna is my cat, she doesn't give kisses to anyone but me most of the time and she always knows me. its like she knew i raised her and in a way i was her mother. and even when i go somewhere for a long time,like camp or something, when i come in the door, she comes running from my room and gives me a wonderful greeting and a buch of kisses!

Chyna is a really sweet cat, and even today, she is still with me, young and full of energy.