"I am sorry to say that when Anna and I came home tonight, we found that Kitten was no longer with us. She peacefully passed away on our living room floor. I know I won't forget her sassy attitude, her dainty little paws, or her tenacious snuggle factor."
A loss this sudden and unexpected is very difficult to deal with. Anna is reeling from the shock of finding her Kitten. We all know that this death could not have been prevented; many of us have suffered a loss of a beloved cat in this way.
Anna got Kitten from a drug dealer on the streets of Hartford, Connecticut. He had approached Anna in an attempt to sell a tiny kitten for money for more drugs. Anna threatened him and he surrendered the small cat to her without payment. Kitten was her name because Anna never expected to keep her.
I remember visiting Anna in her Hartford apartment back then. Kitten was an ankle-attacker: when you walked through the apartment, you would suddenly find this small cat attached to your ankle by teeth and claws. You would jump in fright of the sudden attack, and Kitten would release you and scamper off (gleefully, no doubt).
Anna, I hope that despite your pain, you are able to read the comments to this post for Kitten.