We raised her from a kitten. She was found in the wall of a business and we did not know who her mother was. So we bottle fed her and had to train her how to go to the bathroom and how to use the cat box. She was never one for being held, but she had her times. When she wanted held, you held her. You didn't tell her no. She picked her people and decided who would hold her and when. She was quite a character.
She will be missed. She is now buried next to one of her tolerated adoptive brothers, Schnei who I posted about last month. She is resting now. She was sixteen.
