My precious Tiny Toot how years has gone by for the both of us. I was the mother of a orphan kitten who was only 3 weeks old when she came into my life, she was brittle and weak, she had lost her mother by animal shelter. That first time I fed her by bottle brought tears to my eyes that a cute little furbaby needed me as much as I needed her. Toots as I called her was not too healthy due to her immune system and not having a mother cat to care for her was one of the things she was not able to have. When she was 17 months old I lost my beloved Toots due to her being ill with a infection that the doctor did all they could for her and she died in my arms. Its five years now and I love her dearly from this day, I have a memorial plaque on my wall with photos of her and I visit her from time to time at her grave. Shes my daughter and how I miss her so much but I know shes at the Bridge that one day we will be together again.