Kallie (short for calico since the wife would not let me name her Crunchy: see below for why) was just a month to 6 weeks old when we rescued her from the SPCA. She was the only survivor of her litter due to them being used as bait cats in a dog fighting ring that was broken up. She was found stuffed in a closet inside a tied bag. Most of her ribs were broken and she was partially blind in one eye along with being deaf in on ear.
After we went into their cat room, my wife was looking at a kitten when I felt tiny needles climbing my leg and I looked down to see this tiny little one scaling me. When she saw me looking down, she said "Me" instead of meow and I could see it took all her strength to say that. The shelter worker was shocked and told us that was the first time they had seen her come out of her bed/box then told us how she came to be there.
We chose to take her home but was warned she would not live more than six months due to all the damage done to her. That did not stop us for no kitten should live out it's life in a shelter and she came home with us. Our first dog (a giant Labrador newfoundland mix) adopted her as his and cared for her.
She lived 17yrs under our roof and shared many fun family times till she passed away in my son's arms, who is 16 yrs old.
Thank you for a place to share memories of a loved one.