My late boyfriend had a cat when I met him, Tomas. Hence, I fell in love with his cat, too. (Sometimes the cat was easier to love than the boyfriend!) After a couple of years, I wanted to come home to a cat, myself. A supervisor at work brought in this orange cat one day and asked if anyone wanted him. He was being abused and neglected by her neighbors and she and her friend had "poofed" him. I couldn't afford a cat at that time, but I agreed to "hold him" on my lap in my office while she went to the store to get cat supplies. She came back with a litter box, food and water dishes, a month's worth of cat food and an order that I take the cat home with me. What could I do, she was my supervisor. I soon fell in love with an orange cat who needed me and who I needed, too.

My boyfriend and Tomas have both passed on, but I still have Mac and now he has two brothers, Ming and Kimba. I love them all very much. Cats are life in my home.