10 years ago fate met me with a disabled kitten. This meeting turned my philosophy about the real things in life and my view of them - the different ones, the ones nobody wants. Max was my teacher, he taught me the language of cats and how to communicate with them.

Today they are 30 in number , who without a leg, who without an eye, two blind, collected from posts to help organizations and people. 19 years ago I was left a widow. My children grew up and flew their own way. It was then that I made the decision to help those most in need - the city's poor.

Tiggy's story is the story of hundreds of kittens - 3 yrs , pregnant , but sadly it turned out the babies were dead inside her.

Today she was admitted urgently to CWC but as I am a single person and not an organisation or foundation and given the obligation for my other animals I was warned that they would no longer compromise on waiting for me to pay.

And I just can't pass up an animal in distress.

I hope there are some kind hearted people who will help my Tiggy.