I found a Calico kitten these week at my Grandma's house. She was starved. Her gums were as white as her teeth. And she was on the edge of death.
I took her home to be with my momma cat, Sissa, and two other kittens, Chris and Usher. I named the little girl Kit Kat, because I always seemed to ask where the "Kit" was. Lol.
Anyhow, we went to Casa Grande, AZ, Sunday to visit some family and bring back my little cousin. We went shopping for school clothes and had a fun time swimming. We got home last night. Mom was mad because Dad parked his truck in the driveway and left to Phoenix, AZ, for some DEA thing.
I was unloading stuff and I found my kitting in front of his truck tire. She was drenched from the rain. And squished.
I took her in to help her but she died anyways.
RIP KitKat Bar :(