Kitty, a 2-month-old stray cat, was found in my garage. Alone. Two nights earlier, my dog had barked at the garage door. At first I heard meowing at the door. When I opened it, a little kitten hissed at me and then ran behind a few planks. My mom put gloves on and picked it up and we took it into the bathroom to feed it. We found out she was a girl, and named her Kitty. I owned her since I was the one that found her. A few weeks later, it was time for her vet appointment. We canceled it because my dad figured it would cost less to take her to the shelter. Well... all the shelters were FULL of cats. None of them could take her. That day Kitty started acting weird. The stuff on her right eye got worse and then we noticed something. Her neck was swollen near the breathing area. When she started having trouble breathing, we took Kitty to the vet. There was nothing they could do. She stopped breathing and... well... passed away. But I know she is in a better place now.