Allen was a kitten of my aunt's cat. We went to a birthday party at her house. The person who promised to take Allen backed out. My aunt spent the party ashing everyone if they wanted a kitten. It took some begging but hubby eventually said yes. A stop at the pet store on the way home and we loaded up on cat items!

We were not in the market for cat #2. My mom came to visit one saturday and we went to Petco with my daughters. We saw kittens... awwwww. Called hubby to ask if we could have one. He said no. So we left and went to Target (which was alos in the shopping center.) he called us while in Target and asked what his new cat looked like. I told him we didn't get it because he said no.... so we RAN ourselves back to Petco and put in an application. turns out we weren't able to get that cat so we returned a week later and found Pouncer. whew.

Then Pouncer's foster mom and I became good friends over the year. I would go to Petco and bring Pouncer to visit Jen every weekend. One visit the rescue was saying how they are desperate for foster homes. I asked hubby, he said Yes, and I fostered. I failed Fostering 101 and kept my second set of kittens.