Our "rescue" did not come from a shelter. My husband and I are "full timers" in a fifth wheel. A few years ago we traveled between Pennsylvania and Florida, usually spending a month at a Campground in St Augustine before making our way to central Florida for the winter. On one sunny day the camp maintenance worker came to us with a little package of fur, eyes not quite open, but already hissing her displeasure at being moved from her hiding spot. Apparently someone left a siamese female at the campground and she was populating the area. So I was talked into taking her baby. We took her to the veterinarian to make sure she didn't have leukemia and had a physical. I fed her with a bottle for a few weeks since she was not old enough to eat solid food. She is now 20 pounds, rules the household, along with our other rescue Rowdy. But that's another story.

Marilyn Dickson
Davenport, FL