Welcome to my Special Needs Kitty Page
 

When I was 3 weeks old I was left out in the cold November weather in a box in the middle of the road to be killed by some passing car.  My human neighbor stopped to move the box to avoid hitting it and he heard my baby
kitty meows.  He brought me home to my Meowmie as he knew she loved kitties.

She brought me to the v*t and he told her that because of the cold that I had suffered some brain damage but it was too early to tell what type and that she had the option of keeping me or putting me sleep.  He warned her that I might be a very vicious cat or I could end up being a very gentle one.  She told him she would take the chance and let me live.

I am retarded but mildly so.  I am a big gentle Maine Coon Cat that loves my family both human and furry one.  My sisfurs, Sabrina and Missy watch over me and help me with things I don't understand.  My favorite sisfur, Miss
Jennie Kitty crossed over the Rainbow Bridge last January. She was 8 months older than I am.  Up until she died, she taught me all the kitty things I needed to know.  I can go outside but I must always be able to see the house and I must never leave the yard.  I can't hunt as I don't understand how to capture and hold the prey.  Jennie tried and tried to teach me, even
bringing me a field mouse but I just can't understand the concept.  I am not trusting of humans other than my family who I love and show the utmost affection to.  I must always go out and in the back door as if anyone tries
to let me in or out one of the other doors, I don't know where I am.

Meowmie and my sisfurs have made me feel that retarded is not something bad,
it's just who I am and that they all love me for me.
 

Graphics made by my secret pal Sammy Brewer who is also a cool cat and a beautiful girl kitty