In 1992, I adopted two kittens, Willy and Harry. They were emaciated looking - so pathetic. Definitely had something wrong - heard the next day that another in the litter had died. We went to the Veterinarian who told us that Willy and Harry wouldn't last a week. Rather than letting the Vet put them to sleep, I decided a week of love and care would be a nice thing to do, so I took these two sad souls home with me. Well, that was then and today, Willy and Harry are two of the healthiest felines around. They are so much fun!

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