Mila's first litter was, I think, the best. We had the kittens longer then the 2nd litter or the 3rd litter. We kept the first litter for a 1/2 a year.

The Runt was the first one to leave her mother. Bandit was the next. Panther and Alex went to some people. Alex ran away from home and Panther got run over. We kept Rascal and Racer, but Racer disappeared and we never saw her again.

The 2nd litter was not fun at all because we took the last two kittens to the pound.

What happened to the others? Neco went to my friend, Lucky went to some kids, and Socks went to some people. But Rascal Jr, and Jaguar went to the pound.

The 3rd litter was a good litter. We gave all the kittens to people instead of the pound. First, my friend's dad said he could have Bandit. Later that day we went to Kroger and sat out front with the kittens. We gave an old man a kitten and my friend pushed the cart for him and after he put all the groceries in the car, he picked up the kitten, walked to the passenger side, put the kitten down, shut the door, went to his side, sat down, and drove off.

The next lady said, "My husband will kill me," and she took the kitten home. She said she was going to tell him that she found it in the middle of the road. My mom said, "Well, then you better take off the blue ribbon from around its neck!"

The next girl took Milo and named him Tigger. That's a dumb name. She asked when his birthday was. We figured out that it was August 14th.

The next lady came by and said, "Will you hold that cat while I go buy catfood?" She worked at Subway. She took Panther, my favorite one.