I had taken my little grandaughter, Christina, to a doll show in a local mall and when we passed the Pet Shop, Chris asked if we could go in and look at the animals. We did and Chris came so excited and said "Gramma come look! They have kittens!" And indeed they did, lots and lots of little kittens. We looked and admired them and spoke to them and then, across the room I spotted a crate with 2 little kittens. One had the markings of a siamese and the other was a little calico. I looked at that little girl kitty with those beautiful green eyes and just fell in love with her. The salesperson came and said "Would you like to see her?"...and I did....When I held her, she started to purr...just a baby, but my... could she purr. I told Chris, "She's just so sweet" and that was the beginning of a long commitment to Molley. The really sweet surprise was...she had no tail...just a little nubbin and that was all. She was marked so pretty. Black across one eye and orange across the other, snow white under her chin, chest and tummy,four little white feet, a little pink nose with one tiny black spot, and those huge beautiful green eyes. The hair between her toes grew long and when I would rub the pads of her feet, she would spread her toes...I used to say that was her only trick! Well, I had two old cats at home...Sweetsie was an odd eye white Manx and Odie was a beautiful Chocolate Point Himalayan. I was a little afraid that those two old Tom Cats wouldn't be too happy to see this little girl, but it was just the other way around! She hissed and spit and pitched a fit when I introduced her. Those two old fellas just looked at one another and walked away. The did eventually become good friends. Molley was always my Baby. She went to work with me every day. I owned a Porcelain Doll shop and she became as much as a fixture there as any doll I ever had. She would sleep in the doll cradles with the baby dolls in the window. People would come into the shop to see if she was a "real" cat! She was sure that everyone that came into the shop was there to see her! She loved the attention and made sure that everyone had their chance to give her a little love! I sold my shop in 1994 and Molley became a travelling cat. We travelled across the United States to the East Coast and back. When we were given a little puppy, a little Jack Russell (Dixie Belle), she let her know that she was still the baby. She slept on my lap...and Dixie slept next to me in my chair. This March we returned home from a 5 week trip to the California and Arizona desert. We stayed in Yuma, Arizona for a week or so and the day we left there, Molley wasn't feeling well. She wouldn't eat and just seemed listless. Now, I always called Molley my little fat girl. She was not very long, but she was really round and she LIKED to eat. I took her to the vet the day after we came home and he said that she had an unknown infection. He gave her a shot of antibiodics and some pills to take and said if she wasn't better by Monday, to bring her into the critical vet so they could determine the source of the infection. She didn't get any better and started throwing up. We took her the critical care vet on Monday and after a battery of x-rays and tests found that she had a mass in her right lung. After a needle biopsy she was diagnosed with a Lymphoma. It was our decision to have her put down. The vet said they could not cure her. The treatment would only prolong her life a few months.... but what quality of life? With my dear little girl in my arms, telling her what a sweet, good girl she was, we let her go to the Rainbow Bridge. She was so dear to me and it has just broken my heart to lose her. I never dreamed that I would lose her in a matter of days. So now every day, I think of that sweet little girl and I know that she is waiting there for us and it will be a happy day when I see her again! I love you and miss you my dear little, sweet, sweet Molley Dolly (even if you were a BratCat!).