Mini was a beautiful, wonderful kitten. Every time I came home school, I would whistle and she would come running to me and rub up against me. My little Mini only had one Christmas with us. I remember she would sleep on the shirt of the tree, chew on the branches, and sit on the presents. She would sleep on my bed every night and I would put my clothes on her. They didn't quite it but she still had some growing to do. Mini was afraid of my grandmother. Every time she heard the doorbell ring or a knock on the front door, she would hide. She was so perfect and I didn't even get a chance to be with her. I was at my friends house the day before my precious Mini passed away. I didn't even know how sick she was until I came home. Every time I would pet, her she would flinch. I would cry every time I looked at her poor little face,I couldn't stand to see my little kitty in so much pain. Now, i just try to think of all the good memories I have of her. Now that I think of it, That's all of them. I love you so much Mini. Where ever you may be, I hope you're safe and sound.