Our kit has passed to the bridge. She was one of the sweetest little angels to come through our door and her need to be loved and cuddled, along with a desire to play captured our hearts immediately. Even after her surgery and all the post operative problems she still loved to take her bright green tennis ball and find a special place to hide it. I could sit and watch her sweet little antics for hours and she would steel Mother Natures heart every day. Kit was very special to us and we know she is whole again running and dooking with Tessa, Doris, and all the other fuzzies waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge. Good bye my little Kittin.