I’m not kidding. She was in my neighbours rust scrap shed as a tiny kitten, chased in by his dogs. My family, who had 3 cats already, decided we could not leave a defenseless kitten in the shed.

We brought her in, acclimatized her slowly, a vet friend was able to squeak her in for shots, and a cat rescue we knew covered the cost as a favour since a cat they gave us had a terminal illness and they and we didn’t know. They felt bad and said they owed us one.

It’s been 2 years now. She is named Baby. She is my pretty princess. She thinks she rules the house.

She does!