Quote Originally Posted by catnapper
Out of my guys, my orangies are the most laid back of the group. If I bring in a foster, I know I can count on the boys to be sweet and welcoming to the newcomer.

I never picked any of them.... they all just came here. My orange and white boy, Harry, was adopted and the adoption fell through (he was a foster that never left) and one day I went to take him to an adoption event and hubby told me that Harry was not going anywhere. He could have knocked me over with a feather with that statement! Harry is most definately hubby's boy.

Allen is my first cat, the King of the house. He's a huge 20 pounder and very much a sweetheart.

Pouncer is my silly, naughty boy, who's always getting into trouble and constantly at the vet because of something or other he got into he's a brown tabby. My girls are also brown tabbies.... and just as bad. I LOVE "nawtee" kitties!

But basically, all 5 chose us. We didn't pick them. I wouldn't trade any of them in for the world (though I pretend ot offer Harry back to the rescue just to see hubby's panicked look! )
Oliver was always very laid back as well. The big ol' rottweiler didn't bother him a bit. Neither did the rat or hamsters.

Heh, that sounds kind of like what happened with Soni! We got him all cleaned up and I offered to find a home for him and my husband was all, "Nuh uh. That cat isn't going any place."

First kitty ever? What was that like for ya?

Our situations keep sounding alike! Somebody that we live with was careless enough to leave the door open (while husband was at work and I was asleep) and Soni got out. Well, I couldn't find him all day and then his dad came home and told me that Soni was outside and so he brought him inside (He had just walked in the door with Soni in his hands). Well, we might have to take Soni to the vet because this is Day Two of treating his foot wound with hydrogen peroxide, antibiotic ointment, and gauze. It doesn't look like it's improving... He's VERY nawtee, probably got into a fight with one of the outside cats.

don't even get me started on Isis. She's just the worst of 'em all.