On a rainy day with nothing else to do, I decided to visit our local shelter. As I was about to leave, I saw a tiny kitten isolated from the others. In looking at her more closely, I noticed that her front right leg was never fully formed, making her not as "desirable" as the other kittens. I didn't hesitate and knew she had to be mine. That was 12 1/2 years ago and she will always be my dear, fluffy baby who always looks like she's giving the "hang loose" sign.

She lets me help her with her work everyday, even though I oftentimes get in the way.