50/50

There is a saying with feral kittens over 8 weeks you have a 50/50 chance they will be tame.

With Harley and Quinn that's what happened. Harley was very tame and Quinn was not so much. She wasn't (yes, we found out that Quinn was a she)bad, horrible or anything she just did not like to be touched.

Mark's parents adopted both 3 years ago, which I was thrilled. Unfortunately Mark took them over while I was in Ireland.

Sadly, after a few days Quinn disapeared. The 5 of us tore the house apart looking for her but we did not find her.

7 weeks later she was found under the kitchen cabinets (we still don't know how), she was skin and bones. She was taken to the vets who said she had a very slim chance and to be honest mentally she was gone.

I had to see for myself so Mark's Dad came and picked me up to take me along to see the vet, as soon as I saw Quinn I knew. She was gone, and she wanted to be completely gone. I stroked her head and spoke to her as the vet injected her. She meowed one last time and then was gone forever.

It was heartbreaking.

I have her ashes on a shelf in the kitchen next to Little Girl and Mom. And I will never forget the little black kitten who brought so many laughs into my life.

On a happier note, Harley is still with Mark's folks and enjoying her life as a beloved house cat. We aren't sure she moves a lot as she loves one of the chairs but she has become a real people cat.