After my mom broke her pelvis (yikes, that hurts just to think about!), she had to be hospitalized for a long time and could no longer care for me. A neighbor looked in on me for a while, but she said that I seemed depressed, so everyone agreed it was time for me to find a new home. I lived with mom all of my 10 years and we savored my metamorphosis from kittenhood to maturity, so my “depression” and need for attention is understandable. Although mom was a single senior, I’m said to be good with kids and am a sweet, mellow lady with gorgeous glass-green eyes and a “squeaky” meow. I have free vet care and lots of love to share, so why not take advantage of both?