We found Hershey in March 2003. She was lying in the middle of a two-lane highway. As I drove my minivan, carrying my two preschoolers and three dogs past, she looked up at me. I had to go back. I'm so glad I did. In spite of a terrible concussion, a wounded leg and my pathetic help in her delivering two preemie kittens, she was the sweetest cat. We worked hard to try to save her leg but eventually we had to have it amputated. She adjusted to her three legs without trouble. Despite her inability to see well, probably due to the concussion, she was a sweet companion. She would seek me out every night about ten o'clock when I'd finally sit down. Before I even touched her soft fur, she'd start purring. When my shihtzu (alpha dog), Muffet, died in 2005, my lab was loosing tufts of hair from stress. Hershey stepped up to the plate and became our "alpha dog." Friday, after a long struggle, Hershey went to the 'Rainbow Bridge' to wait with Muffet. We miss her.