My name is Chica. Although I am 13 years old, I still have the innocence of a kitten. I used to belong to someone whom I loved with all my heart, but who was hospitalized for a serious illness and will not return. No one else in the family wanted me, so they dumped me into a kill shelter. A volunteer found out about it and helped pull me out.
I’m a sad girl because I know that I’ll never see the person who meant the world to me again, and I’m confused about what’s going on in my life, but I have a heart of gold and a lot of love to give someone who gives me a home. I am a real sweetheart. When you hold me, I wrap my paws on you hoping you won’t let go of me. I love being petted and am doing well around the other cats.