I did a search and couldn't find that anyone had started a thread like this. O.K. you twisted my arm. I'll go first
McKenzie
Miss McKenzie was a daughter of my parent's adopted stray. Her mother was quite a small cat. She had trouble with the pregnancy and had to have an emergency c-section.
The kittens were premature and the vet said they would probably be too young to save and would be sickly if they did survive.
Mom cat would not nurse. My sister took the babies home with her and I would run over during my lunch hour to feed them with an eyedropper. After a couple of weeks, we tried to see if Mom cat would nurse and Ebony did let them nurse this time.
Then I very unexpectedly lost a cat, Mandy, at age 10 to liver failure.
I went to my parents so my father could make Mandy a cross for her grave. McKenzie was a spitting image of Mandy. It was almost eerie. While the rest of the litter romped around McKenzie just sat at my feet looking up and staring at me. A week later she was in my house. She is now 14. She is my cuddler.
She cannot be close enough which can be annoying at night when you are trying to sleep. She also licks and talks REALLY loud. Eventhough she is the eldest, she is the first one to play with a new toy.
Her favorite spot is her cardboard box full of toys and she sleeps in it quite frequently.
McKenzie
Miss McKenzie was a daughter of my parent's adopted stray. Her mother was quite a small cat. She had trouble with the pregnancy and had to have an emergency c-section.