Mishka, a cat from Boise, Idaho.
Mishka was rescued from one of the last remaining shelters to use gas chambers, where, despite being a kitten, her time was nearly up. When I got her, she was a ragged, terribly sick little thing. She is thriving now, save for being mute due to damage caused by an unchecked upper respiratory infection she caught while at the shelter. She tries to meow, and nothing but the sound of escaping air comes out. She can still purr, though, and she does so with zest. Most people might think that having a mute animal would be great, but we have to take extra care since she can't call for help if she is ever stuck, lost, or hurt. Her adoptive brother (our older Siamese) warmed up to her more than I ever could have imagined, and he now makes sufficient noise for the both of them, crying when he cannot find her. I still can hardly believe that this wonderful, big-hearted little cat was nearly lost to the world forever. Adopting is a truly rewarding experience. I have five adopted animals, and all have turned out to be diamonds in the rough.
Contributed by SiamsnSibes.