My cat came to me the hard way. I came home from work in ’96 on friday and when I exited
the car I could hear crying. I thought it sounded like a baby.

Well under the steps of the porch was this tiny kitten. I tried to capture her for the whole weekend, unsuccessfully. I gave up. Monday morning on my way to get into my car, to go to wotk work, she was under the hood where I captured her grease and all. I call her my throw away kitty. Sombody dumped her at my house. She was so small I could hold in one hand.

Donald from IL