Zach was a stray discovered in the rafters of the home our family was building at the time. Scared and tiny, this kitty was all alone. I, being seven years old at the time responded with the usual wonder and awe of any child that age. "Mommy, can I keep him. I promise I'll feed him every day!" A battle I actually won. The kitten instantaneously bonded with me and became almost like a secons shadow. Aside from school, wherever I went, Zach was sure to follow. When we lost him in 2001, myself being twenty at the time, my whole world was shattered. It's so hard to go into a room and not see his little face. I have recently adopted a kitten who looks so similar to our little Zachary..we actually named him Zakareigh. He is like a second chance. But, we will never forget the genesis that started it all. Our baby who would kiss away my tears on bad days and would sigh his contented little purr on days of happiness. Please, help me to keep his memory alive!