Yes, please do rescue a kitty. Both my spoiled brats are rescue cats. Howard I got from a no-kill shelter and when I looked at the kittens there he chose me--literally (climbed right up my leg, dug his claws in, and PURRRRRed). Luna I got from a friend's farm. Her parents own several acres and probably at least 20 barn cats--although only 7 or so are tame and will let you get close to them. Every year they find as many new kittens as they can and try to find good homes for them. Luna was from one of last year's litters. I tell her that it's a good thing I rescued her from a life as a barn cat, 'cause she's an extremely high-maintenance little girl.
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