While me and my mom where walking Jazzy (mom's dog) we spotted a little black kitty. I walked over to her and she didn't run away. I knew I had to help her so I got her to follow me back to my house. My mom told me to see if I could get her to let me pick her up (I realize that was not a smart thing to do). She let me hold her, we took her to a neighbor who is with a rescue for dogs and cats. Too make a long story short she had so many fleas on her she could of died if she was out doors one more night. I pleaded with my parents to let me keep her they said yes. I had her for 6 months, my parents hated her. They dont like any animals except Jazzy. Soon they got tired of her and made me give her away
I miss her A LOT. Anyway here's a pic of her, I only have one that I took on the digital camera so sorry.