... I discovered a small kitten in the garden, which apparently had been abandoned by its mother. I picked it up and noticed that its hind legs were crippled in just the same way as Tiering's were when she died. Furthermore, I took this creature into my house and looked after it until eventually it was able to walk. Like Tiering, she was also female, but very beautiful and even more gentle. She also got along very well with the two dogs, particularly Sang ye, against whose furry chest she liked to lie.

Freedom in Exile: The Autobiography of the Dalai Lama