I met ChiChi 12 years ago when she was a kitten. I kept hearing a kittens meow from an old building so when I checked it out there was a mostly white kitten with black tabby patches that had fallen through a broken board in the floor, she was scared and alone. I found a way to rescue her and took her in the house to bathe her and from then I was her Mommy. I had just lost a cat, Pookie, and finding this kitten brought back some happiness. The name ChiChi came about because that's what it sounded like when I was calling her to come to me when I got home...kittykitty came out like Chichi:) My time with Chichi has almost come to an end, she is sick and I must make a decision that I dread. ChiChi needed me and I needed her and I will truly miss her.
Our youngest is white with
Our youngest is white with black patches.
I'm sorry that Chichi is ill and that you may lose her soon, I lost one of mine at the end of May and I know how much that final decision hurts.
Take some comfort from knowing that with you she had a happy and contented life that she would never have known if you hadn't taken the time and trouble to investigate her mews xx