This is my Kitty. Her real name was Ashley, but I always thought that was a pompus name for a cat...so I called her Kitty...and she seemed to like it that way. She was from a litter that my Aunt Mary and Uncle Don's cat had and she was perfect. I saw her only days after she was born. She is now 19 years old and has been very sick. She was put to sleep on 9-13-04 and I am heartbroken. She would follow me around like I was a rock star and she was my number one fan. She was the best Kitty around. This is Kitty and me in November of 1985, when she was only 4 months old and I was 15. She loved to wear hats and dress up....just like me. I never thought this awful day would come.