We had seven cats and that really was the limit. I mean seven cats is more than enough!

 

But one cold December in 2001 I hear a little cry. Inside the garage was a little tortous shell kitten. She was so cold and hungry.

Poor little Cyndi, I wasn't sure she would make it - for weeks she just layed around. All she did was eat and sleep, never played like a kitten should. But one day she batted at the string I held above her. Soon enough she was strong and just as playful as the others. Some warmth, food and good loving helped her.

   

 

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