We, my live-in boyfriend and I decided to adopt a couple of kittens. I've always loved dogs and he's always loved cats. Now I consider myself an animal lover, so I agreed cats were better suited for apartment living. We decided two would be best so they would not be lonely when we were gone. We went to the local no kill shelter, Operation Kindness, and I immediately fell in love with Oreo. We had our hearts set on a boy and a girl, but sadly someone had adopted Ori's sister earlier (he was very sad about it). All the other kitties we would pick out of their cage hissed at him, so I would put them back. Then they came in with a newly bathed, wet Wilber and he was the only one who did not hiss at Oreo, and of course he was extra cute so we picked him too. So long for the idea of one boy and one girl.

That night, Oreo was the hissy one, and I was somewhat worried. They also fought all night and I cried cause I thought they didn't like each other, understand I had NEVER owned a cat before, lol, and didn't realize what to expect. The first few days were a little rocky, but within two weeks, I no longer had most of my heart as these two stole it away. I've never looked back and I've never made a better decision than to adopt these guys. They truly, truly have made my life a thousand percent better and hopefully I've improved theirs .