One afternoon I stopped at a small mom& pop pet shop to get food for my RB parakeet JC Chapin. There was a sign on the door saying "We have kittens". Of course the babies were right across from the bird food. I knelt down to look at them and they all came to the front of the large cage. A little face popped up in the middle of the group, I looked at him, he looked at me and it was a done deal. The adorable little baby with the Groucho Marx moustache was coming home. The first thing I fell in love with was that moustache, and that's how Groucho got his name.