U Gotta Be Kiddin Me

A couple days before my Grandma died, we went down to her house and picked up her Cat Baby Girl. She once belonged to my Brother, then he moved and took her out to his ex-girlfriends house while they were together. Well long story short, I knew she would be perfect for my Grandma. I thought it would give her a reason to want to live, and in return it did. She at first was upset that it was a siamese but soon fell in love with her. She bought so many toys and was spoiled with her food. Well on Oct 10th., we went down and picked her up and brought her home. While I stayed at the hospital with my Mom and my Grandma. Well since then, we have two cats that DO NOT get along with her whatsoever. I get woke up so many times during the night due to there fights. Today was one of the worst, Baby Girl has a scratch across her nose. I have been holding her and protecting her since. I don't want to leave her. She was apart of my Grandma, she is like the last thing of my Grandma that I am holding onto. Its difficult for me to let her go. Its breaking my heart, cause once she goes...its like letting my Grandma go all over again. During the hospital stay, my Grandma was so excited to talk about Baby Girl. But when hospice was talking about cats, that is there a place the cat will go in case its needed. It was mentioned that a friend of ours had interest and my Grandma was so pleased with that. But due to limits and regulations that didn't happen, and which is totally understandable. I just hate this. I love animals more than anything and if I could keep all the animals I have found....I would have to live on a farm. Seriously!!!