While heart breaking as it is, here in Australia I went to an animal shelter (since most of the animals are put to sleep after 7 days in pounds) and none of the cats were to my liking. They were all standoffish and none really came up to me. I gave them a try but none of them purred for me like they did for other potential cat owners.

I saw 3 adult cats adopted that day. None of them wanted me as their meowmie. I saw an advert in the newspaper for Bastet so I took her instead.

This does not make me a bad person for not adopting from a shelter, it was the cat's choice whether or not they liked me. I gave Bastet a home instead.

Some people do not realise that most pedigrees end up being abused by their owners for their genes or discarded at animal shelters because they are not perfect. I am glad that didn't happen to Bastet.

To have a pedigree animal also means you are perpetuating that breed of cat. I would not like to see aby's, bengals, snowshoes only being pictures in a cat encylopedia with their traits listed and down the bottom stating *extinct breed*. I think that would be a tragedy to the world.

My reasons might be *lame* for owning a pedigree but I for one am glad I have Bastet.