You all remember my story about the break up of my relationship with Kathy and her taking Tiffany to the pound. Well, I just found out that it wasn't the pound, but a no-kill shelter and Tiffany was adopted and is living a happy life up in the SC mountains with a family and kids. I began to tear up when Kathy told me tonight. She has a friend that works there and knows that Tiffany is, after all, still alive, happy and purring away at 8 yrs old. I'm so happy to actually know and I thought in the midst of all these sad stories I'd share this happy one about my first baby.