After being in a relationship which was both emotionally and mentally abusive, I thought I would never see the light of day. In December of 2007 I found out I was pregnant. Only because I had really bad pains in my lower abdomen. I ended up in emergency, where they rushed me in for surgery. Needless to say, I lost the baby. Unfortunately, I can never have kids now. Depression set in and I didn't want to ever get out of bed.

 About 7 months later is when I found "Durango". She was orphaned and was in my backyard crying for the whole day. I couldn't take it anymore. It was so sad. My boyfriends(at the time), brother caught her for me. I spent the next four days and nights bottle feeding this baby kitty. We have been through alot over the last 3 years, and she has quite the personality.

     I was taking medication for my depression, but because of a past drug addiction, it seemed as if nothing was helping. I stopped taking the medication. It was hard at first, but what helped me was coming home to find Durango sitting at the front door just waiting for me to come through that door. As soon as I opened it, she would meow, make this little noise, and come over to me and make me pick her up, where she would actually put her little paws around my neck as if to give me a hug. She definitely has made a difference in my life.