That runt kitten Shiloh hit the jackpot when she was born next to my front stoop on July 6th, 2010. In the house a day or two later her mother would get up exhausted and carry her away for a private feeding after three large males had her drained and near collapse when she'd stand up. Mom wanted her little girl to live. The runt girl lived and nobody wanted to adopt her.

Shiloh is in my recliner this evening with a happy full belly. She'll be ten in July but I'm still trying my best to find her that "forever home".