On Sat. Aug 25th 2007 Vicki died in my arms after a long battle with colon cancer. She came into my life 16 years ago as an approximately 3 week old feral kitten. I bottle fed her and had to teach her how to use a litter box. She claimed me as her mother and nursed on my finger at bed time for much of her life. She was quite the princess and loved to be the center of attention. She had a tiny high pitched mew and as you can see from the picture, beautiful blue eyes. She was a great source of joy and affection and she is greatly missed. I am so glad she is finally free from her illness. This is the second loss of a beloved fur friend in two weeks. My house is not the same. I will grieve AND now turn my attention to the celebration of still having Peanut (the last of my 3 cats) in my life. She misses her life long companions, but always wanted to be an only child and will enjoy the undivided attention.