I remember my first. Mr Wiggles. He was a runt, probably would have been eaten by his siblings if his mother hadn't eaten his siblings. Little guy hid under a rock, I thought it showed good survival instincts. He turned out to be the toughest I ever had, even tougher than Bixby. And Bixby ate half of North Carolina before they put him down.
Wiggles had a gentle way about him, or maybe we just bonded after I ate his mother. Probably pheromones or something. He would do this little purr snuffle thing, like those, what did they call them, dogs? Like dogs and something that purrs. It was adorable, even with the mucus.
Anyway, I just wanted you to know that it isn't how big she is, it's the heart. And I can already tell that your little cutie has tons of heart.
So, what are you going to name her?