I almost sat on the tiny, grey fur ball that was curled up on my favorite back porch chair! Saw her out of the corner of my eye before I sat on her. Oops.. Almost didn't see you there - all the while thinking, nope, don't want the responsibility, nope and no! Then she sat up and stretched and I saw the stump of a tail and my grinch heart melted. That's how she roped me in. Yup , it was the stump. I thought she had been in an accident or it had been bitten off by a dog or something else. Turns out she was born with that stump and isn't even a kitten at 6 lbs. Nope, my princess Stumperina is around two years old. She was wearing a beat up pink flea collar ..so she was loved by someone before me. I had her spayed and she has gained a pound or two. She owns me 100%.
