Lame legs

Curled up in front of the wood stove in rural Saskatchewan lies a tawny cat who will never catch a mouse. With legs tucked under she looks the picture of contentment. Only when she moves do I notice, her rear legs are on backwards....seriously! At her birth her mother tried to abandon her. Unwilling to watch the kitten starve to death, my friends fed her with a eye dropper. Now she spends her days contentedly resting by the stove observing her ginger sibling called "No Name" racing round the house, occasionally stopping by for a friendly wrestle. Lame legs walks on the joints of her twisted back legs as if that is normal. She uses the kitty litter and can access the food bowl. At 5:30am she wakes everyone up as she hops down the hall. Some may argue a disabled cat should not be allowed to live. Who are we to judge her quality of life...a warm stove, well fed and loved. What do you think?