Miranda and her siblings were foster kittens. I brought them home when they were about three weeks old. They were skinny and had tons of fleas. I tried really hard with them, but her sister didn't make it. After that, I poured lots of love into Miranda, the second smallest of the kittens.
Her brothers grew big enough to get neutered and adopted, but Miranda stayed on at my house because she was too small. By the time she was big enough to go, it had become obvious that she was going to stay. I named her Miranda after Miranda Priestly, the "dragon lady" in The Devil Wears Prada because though small, she's a demanding little thing.
Today she's a diminutive six pounds, and she still has a huge personality.