One day in May 1994 a friend of my family was driving home on the highway.
When he looked out of his side-view mirror he saw a black bag hanging off the rear of his truck. He thought it would fly off
on its own. When it didn't he pulled over. He saw that it wasn't a bag but a black baby kitten- holding onto the truck for
dear life. He drove home with the kitty. His family couldn't keep it because they already had a dog. He gave the kitty to
his sister-in-law, who already had a cat. She couldn't keep it because her cat didn't like the kitty. This lady knew my mom
was looking for a pet and asked her if she wanted the kitty. My mom said yes and that's how Daisy came to be a member of our
family. We don't know when she was born but we celebrate her birthday on March 14.