Lucy is almost 5 months old now. It's weird to think that we've already had her for so long. Most days she's a brat and I feel like pulling my hair out....but she's also the sweetest, cutest kitten I've ever met. I miss her when I'm not home and I get all of the fuzzy feelings when I see her nuzzled up against her dad. This little lady is the first step toward a life and a future. Maybe I love her so much because of what she symbolizes.....or maybe it's just because she's adorable and super snuggly. She rules.