Trevor was intended for my son's friend's grandmother whose cat had just died. She didn't want another cat and the pet store had closed by the time they found that out, so my son brought him home to me where I promptly fell in love.

Andy was in the arms of a lady at a yard sale my mom was attending. She wanted to know if anyone would like him. My mom spoke up "my daughter would!" She came home from the yard sale and called me and my daughter insisted we go and just look at him (50 miles away). Of course Andy was in the car on the return trip.