My name is Stormie and I am 7 months old. In January Mom lost big brother Storm and we cats think a little part of her died that day. He had diabetes and she was very sad and still misses him. This is where I came in. Mom had 4 cats left but could not accept that Storm was gone. I was purchased not to replace Storm but to try and mend my new mom's broken heart. Now I make her laugh, I bite her toes, I try to climb on her back in the bath and I love it when she kisses my tummy. I get on well with the other cats but my biggest ally is Skye. He is constantly licking my head till its sopping wet. I am the little angel sent to Mommy to help her in her moment of sadness.