We have a stunningly beautiful black and white tuxedo cat who also has CH. His name is Clyde, and he came to us very, very young along with his sister (Bonnie -- what else?) Clyde could not walk at all; his hind legs just dragged. To get them used to us and our other animals, we kept them safe in a giant dog kennel for about a month, with lots of toys and a two-holer "cat apartment." Bonnie taught Clyde to climb, jump, and play (and use the litter pan!) just like she did. We called it therapy; the kittens called it fun! They're full grown now, and you can hardly tell that Clyde has a problem.