Harley and Whisper came to us with their mother, Libby. Libby was a pale torti stray. She was not
in great shape when we got her; her fur was rough and patchy. Soon she became friendly and was soon ready to
go back. Unfortunately, little Whisper's infection got into his lungs and the little tabby had to be put to sleep.
Harley, his older sister got over her infection quickly and was absolutely fearless.