as my close friends know. A while ago I lost my kitty. She was adopted by my sister and well after a bit she became mine because Midnight did not get along to well with her other cats. She loved me and I loved her. She was quiet and snuggly and nice. Nervous alot. Yet near the end I found out she had probably a major health problem all her life. Yet I took such good care of her she lived a good long life. I kick myself because it coulda been longer and better if I pushed the issue more. Yet she was my happy kitty and even tho I have a new one. (Who is abutt yet i love him) I every day and night still miss her.