Arrival Story: A co-worker sent out an email that a kitten had been found on the sidewalk in front of a downtown bank. When I entered the office, a tiny black cat sat on the floor in a plate of cols milk. The kitten shivered hard enough I could see from across the room. Walking over I picked the kitten up, drying and warming itin my sweater. He spent the rest of the day sleeping betweenmy shirt and sweater and rode home peaking out of the vee neck.
Bio: Squeak died on Good Friday when his heart gave out. He was born with a severe heart murmur and was given less than 2 years to live. He lived almost 2 1/2 years, greatly loved. He was playing chase with his friend Ember when he leaped to a window perch. He died in mid-leap.