Her name is Bubbles. She’s a cat I rescued 7 years ago as a 6 week old kitten, along with her brother, from an abusive home. Sadly, her brother died 4 years ago in a car accident, and just recently she herself got hit by a car. (She doesn’t go onto the road; the car drove over the footpath and hit her. It was a drunk driver, but she’s now an indoor kitty until I make her cat pen)
But she survived with only a broken jaw and head trauma (the vet told me so many cats get off far, FAR worse.)
She died on the operating table, only to be revived.
She’s the strongest cat I have ever owned, and ever known personally.
She’s very shy and it is very rare for her to like a stranger. But if she does like you, she’s very affectionate, very talkative and extremely adorable.
I love her, and I am so glad I rescued her from the hellhole she was born in. I will never regret adoping this beautiful creature who graced me with her life.