Well you asked for it...

I won't bore you with the stories of ones that unfortunately are at the bridge right now ( ) , I will only say that 2 of them were rescues and 1 was given to me by a fried of someone I went to school with.

Maya came to stay with me in August 1987. In June that year my cat Titti died (she was 17) and my other cat Gigio, who was then 15) acted very depressed. Someone told me that in a feral colony there wer a few kittens they wanted to try to place since some were found savaged in the field. They did show me some pictures of the two survivors and told me to chose one (there was someone else interested in taking one). Maya is known as the cat that was chosen out of a catalogue . Roughly a year later, my sister who was staying with me at the time (with her two cats) adopted a kitten that was taken in the shelter she volunteers at. She was kit by a car when only 40 days old and left unattended for days. She was in a bad state (I won't get into it, her medical records are much longer than mine), they saved her but she lost part of a front leg (her paw is attached to her elbow joing as her own body expelled part of the bone - I wouldn't have believed that something like this would happen by my sister witnessed it). Prema arrived on Christmas Eve 1998 and by Christmas day my sister lost all "rights" on her. Prema and I have this really strong bond (Don't feel sad for my sister, she adopted her third car, another amputee, shortly after she moved to her own apartment ). And Finally there is Foxy who turned 6 months old today. As I have written in previous post my parents had to come to live with me due to their ill health and a fews month ago my dad went through a really bad time. Gigio also died around the same time, and my dad took it very badly, so we decided to take a kitten in as Pet Therapy (the cats were the only things my father reacted reacted to). We went to the shelter and got Foxy. His mother is a feral who was having terrible difficulties giving birth so she was taken to the shelter to get some help (everyone, including the mother have found new homes ) ). Personally I would have taken in an elderly or a handicapped cat but since the new addition was supposed to lift my father's spirits we opted for a kitten. Believe me, Foxy worked wonders!