Phoebe is five months old and a part of a litter David and I rescued while doing TNR.

Three of the four kittens have eyelid agenia (spelling?) and require surgery. We treat them four times a day with Artificial Tears and Terrymician (spelling?) cream.

Phoebe is a polydactyl, gray and white lover girl. She is MY KITTY and I hope she always will be. She was the one that I was afraid to touch because she kepting hissing after we first trapped her and her siblings. She was also the only one to refuse to eat on her own. I had to hand feed her KMR and kitten wet food by putting in on my fingers and my leg so she could bite/lick it off.

Phoebe is, along with Basil and Micah, my constant companion. She sleeps under the covers and only is happy if she's a close as possible and cuddling with me. She uses her extra toes to curl her paw around my arm or fingers so we can hold hands and cuddle. She is, by far, the sweetest thing I've ever met. When I call her, she'll flop on the floor, show me her belly and pur! CUTIE!!

Phebers:


See? Look at her toes wrapped around my arm so she can give me a quick grooming.