Mexican beach towns usually engender only happy thoughts, but for me, it was a struggle for survival. How happy I was when a wonderful woman rescued me and took me to her vet. He said that I was malnourished and that my injured back leg had healed. Somehow, I landed in the caring confines of TALGV where it was discovered I was pregnant. A kind foster took me in and helped me raise my kittens (which have all been adopted). My foster said I did NOT like dogs but got along with other cats, did zoomies and occasional love bites. I have lots of love to share! Please come meet me. I’m waiting for YOU!