Tubby, formerly known as Bitsy, had a previous mom that I was friends with. She moved into an apartment that didn't allow pets, and I had just bought my own house. So since I was my own landlord, and I said that I could have kitties, I told her I'd take him. Best decision of my life.

Peanut's former mom was also a friend of mine. Her story is much sadder though in that she was killed by a drunk driver one night and never came home to little bitty Peanut. Her mom's sister couldn't find anyone else to take her, so even though I was living with my parents at the time, and my dad hated cats at the time, and just having Tubby there was pushing it, I couldn't let the cutest, sweetest kitty I'd ever met go to the pound, so I brought her home to my parents'. When I told my dad that her previous mom was killed by a drunk driver, he didn't have much to say about the whole situation, and she's been my little sweetie pie ever since.

I got Peanut around the end of May (her mom was killed on Mother's Day no less ) and here's a picture of the two of them at my parents house the following Christmas. Peanut was around 1 year old and Tubby was around 3. They were so young then....