well one cold winter in october we got a box of kittys on our purch there sat 3 tiny 3 week old kittys lucky was the only one that lived he was a sick little fella he had a rough start on life and wouldnt get better i never gave up kept saying hang in there a little longer little lucky he did he sneezed coughed hacked puked i held my head high saying this little guy will make it i had so much hope come janury he got sick he became like a rag doll i knew it was time i said dad hes gonna go tonight the vet was closed nothing could be done i knew he would go at home and that he did..all night long as he went into a coma and couldnt wake up but was still breathing i held him wrapped in his fav blanket i bought him at babys r us and i talked to him letting him know i was ok to say goodby and he purred his little lungs away thats wen i knew he was gonna go happy i never took my hands off him come 5 am janury 20th 2011 and crossed over the rainbow bridge i was ok with it..i did what i knew i could do later that day test came back he had cat cancer thy didnt catch it in time and thats why he died he would of never got better i blaimed my self i would cry cuz my lucky was not there on this earth with me anymore he was the funniest little fella known to men wen he was feeling good he got his name cuz he was not supposed to live as long as he did the day i broght him to the vet he was 6 weeks he had 24 hours to live he lived a happy 4ms of his life with the best mommy any cat could ask for...hes now the happpiest kitty with 50 other cats i have had that went to the bridge i love all my kittys the ones that r living and my angles i miss lucky alot though he gave me hope he made me happy wen i wanted to cry rip little fella mommy misses u