I found Lucy and her brother in an abandoned, dilapidated second-story home in the middle of winter. She had clearly lived a hard life although very young. She was wary and frightened. After months of hiding, she slowly came to trust and enjoy life. She would follow me around, roly-poly on the rug for the pure joy of it and watch me wake up in the mornings while perched on top of the dresser. Illness took her last August, but I remain in awe of her courage and willingness to give life and humanity a second chance. I still miss her deeply, and I continue to do cat rescues in her honor.

Jin
Hoboken, NJ