Zoe
It’s with great sadness that I had to let my Zoe go. She was such a sweet little thing. When I first adopted her, she had come into the shelter with kittens and a broken leg and that’s been the story of her life. I’m not sure how one little cat can have hyperthyroidism, sarcoma, G.I. lymphoma and squamous cell carcinoma all in one life (and not be FeLV or FIV positive). And the removal of a facial mole, gave her a bit of a sneer. Poor thing!
Despite all her challenges, she was so sweet and had the cutest little mew. Her purr was thunderous. My heart just hurts without her. RIP my little Zoester Toaster!
