We always planned to change The Little Mess's name, but we never did. The name, for better or worse, seems to suit her. Usually we just call her The Mess. Which is kind of funny because she's a stunning cat, absolutely beautiful.
The Little Mess was named when she was a tiny baby. Her mother was feral, and Little Mess was very sickly. She was on all kinds of medications, plus we were bottle feeding her. She was always a mess, we were always wiping her face, cleaning her eyes, giving her mediation by way of droppers, etc. When we were looking for her or talking about her, we would always say "where is that little mess," and the name just kind of stuck.
We used to think The Mess was brain damaged, but not any more. Now we just think she's a little bit slow.
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