Arrival Story: When momma cat escaped and moved kittens, Tuff was lost somewhere. I searched and searched for him after I found momma cat again. After a week of searching I figured by now he was dead. 8 days later I heard a faint noise which sounded like a kitten screech in the hay stall down below. I walked in the stall and heard nothing. I turned to walk out and I heard it again. I prayed for him to make the noise one more time and he did. Now I got him... I pulled off the bales of hay from the pallat and found him at the bottom of it. He was emaciated and eyes gooped shut with the cold. I rushed him to the vets only to be given antibotics and with them saying good luck. I rushed him back home to begin bottle feeding him also and to put him with his brother. It was a miracle that Tuff lived 8 days with no food at the age of 3 weeks and this is how he aquired his name. He was Tuff Enough to survive.