Memories of My Kitten

Last year, my brother found a little kitten in our shed. She was only about 5 weeks old, small enough to fit in the palm of your hand. She was in desperate need of a home, food, and loving care. I've always wanted a cat, and I can only imagine that she wanted me.

After a couple trips to the vet, she was now a playful, fluffy ball of cuteness! These first memories of her will always be treasured, and the countless photos that I took of her will help me remember them. Looking forward to many more happy memories! I love you, Kiki!