So there I was minding my own business, driving to my daughter's apartment. My car seemed to take a detour on it's own. Where you ask?? Why, the Connecticut Humane Society of course!!

I was just going to see if there was a cat that I could foster and find a home for like I did with the other two.

The director of cat adoptions, Kitty (seriously!!) was eating lunch and I was told by one of the adoption counselors to go back in the lunchroom and talk to her.

As I was making my way to the lunch room, I walked by a series of cages with "DO NOT TOUCH" signs, as those were cats that had just been brought in.

I stopped dead in my tracks!!! There was this beautiful long haired Turkish Angora Wannabe (young) with intense green eyes. Stunning!! The spitting image of my RB kitty Marina Mar. I told Kitty to put a hold on her and call me once she was tested and spayed (if she wasn't already).

Turns out a man rescued her from his apartment dumpster. He took her in and called his landlord. The landlord told him absolutely no pets allowed. She was infested with fleas so he bought her a flea collar, and turned her into the Humane Society.

She's got Marina Mar II written all over her and I want her SO BAD!!!!!!! I've been looking for another one just like MM, although no other cat can take her place.

Black cats don't place very well because of the "black cat superstitions".

What do you say guys? SHOULD I???? Cats come and go in my house, but this one just stole my heart. The resemblence alone is eerie.

Advice please.