Precioius was indeed Precious. I rescued her at 7 years old from a puppy mill, where she had been used as a breeder all those years - though she should never have been bred at all because she had so many physical problems. She was so grateful to have a loving, caring home with two pup brothers and a Kitty sister. Her favorite thing was to be curled up in human arms or lap and with her furry siblings. She was a great sister to her pup and kitty siblings, and loved to be outside in the sun, running on her little rickety legs. She lit up a room - exuding love, gratitude and a joie de vivre. She was deeply loved and now, missed.