Mucha was a lovable kitten, her name means much fight, which is exactly what she had. She fell in the toilet and almost died, I revived her by giving her CPR, I thought she wouldn't make it through the night. The next thing I knew she was laying down with my other cat Jumper and she was nursing. I was in complete shock, for the next few months she was quite the handful, always jumping on the counter and always wanting everything me or my family ate. At night she would sleep with me and my husband, and when I tried to move her so she wouldn't get squished, she would go under the blankets and tickle my feet. I took it really hard because she was my little baby, she liked to be cuddled and sung to. Im going to miss singing to her and cuddling her.



the picture you see is her mother, I didn't get a chance to take her picture because she was shy.