Our daughter Donna found Cocoa in our enclosed courtyard under a bush on September 30, 2011 while Karen and I were on a trip to St. Louis. Apparently she wandered into the courtyard while I left the front door open while washing down the front sidewalk and driveway a day or two previous. She was about five or six weeks old at the time and a little wobbly on her feet but within a week she was agile and running. Cocoa's mother was Little Kitty's sister who is a feral stray who hangs around our neighborhood.