After our cat, Puck ran away, I was devastated.

After our cat, Puck ran away, I was devastated. Our apartment was quiet and without purrs. My dad and stepmom went out to find me a kitten to help fill that missing piece. When my husband and I went to my dad's house for Christmas, there was a tiny ball of black fur knocking down the glittery ornaments. That little ball of fluff was my Vixen. 

My stepmom told me Vixen's story and I completely fell in love with her. Vixen's mother had rejected her so she was really small, even for a 2 month old kitten, she also had a herniated umbilical. Vixen was really shy, but vocal and I really could not wait to get her home and let her explore her new home. 

It took a little while for Vixen to trust us, but now, at 7 months old, she is a rambunctious, feisty little ball of fur. She is feisty and loves to curl up with my husband and I under the covers. We're amazed at how much she has grown, even though she is still little.