Quote Originally Posted by krazyaboutkatz
What about you Pam? I seem to remember something about either 1 or both of your cats. Weren't the unintentional? Please refresh my memory.
You have a good memory! Trevor was smuggled into my home late one night by my son after I was asleep. He and his friend had gotten Trevor at a pet shop to replace his friend's grandmother's cat who had recently died. She didn't want another cat (at least right at that time) so my son brought him home. Once I saw that little 3 lb. cutie pie we didn't need to talk about what to do with him. He was staying here, and I had never had a cat before that so that was really saying something.

Andy was found at a yard sale by my mother. She asked me to come and just *take a look.* Well, taking a look is just about the same as holding. You are putty in their hands at that point!