I met Obi and Princess when they were only five weeks old and had just been saved from being put down due to cat flu. I fell in love with them as soon as the rescuer told me that they didn't purr for anyone, but with me they were so loud.

Princess nearly had one of her eyes removed due to an infection and Obi had serious respiratory issues, but now you wouldn't be able to tell that these two full of life kittens were on death's door.

They have rescued me more than I them, due to me loosing my dog to seizures and having depression, anxiety and PTSD.

I love them more than anyone could know and I wish I could show you all what they mean to me.

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