Back in 1997 my wife gave me a kitten as early birthday present. She was so cute she stole our hearts so we named her Bandit. About a year later Bandit got pregnant and gave me 4 more kittens (3 male and 1 female, Solo, Mingo, Hercules, and Pebbles). My mother-in-law liked Solo. My step-son chose Hercules. My wife chose Mingo and I got Pebbles. Pebbles was the spitting image of her mother. Bandit was killed (hit by a truck) about 8 months after the 4 were born. In the last 13 years the 4 died off, one by one. Last night death came for Pebbles, We had been expecting it for awhile but it doesn't make any easier. She had been sick most of her life. She had been mine all her life. She would cry for me to pick her up then she would climb up on my shoulders and lay across the back of my neck and purr in my ear. She would get on my chest when ever I lay down and would sleep on my pillow above my head. She was a great cat and an even greater friend, she is missed. I know that she will be waiting at the Rainbow Bridge along with Bandit and her brothers. Take care of your four legged family members. Pebbles was definately a big part of our family. She was my "Little Princess" my baby.