I wasn't really planning on getting a cat, but had mentioned that I missed having one.

Anyway, it was late fall (November I think) and getting colder at night. A friend had mentioned several times that a white cat was living in her back yard. She had four cats and couldn't really handle another... I went and met Clive and couldn't live without him!
He came home and that night was the first freeze. He slept warm and cozy on his polar fleece blanket.

(Then about a month later, right before Christmas Clive got sick, really sick, with what turned out to be hemobart. The vet said he'd had it for a while... He nearly died. My friends really pitched in for that one! Bringing different kinds of food to see what he would eat. Helping me with mid day pill giving. And the friend who gave him to me even helped me pay the $800 vet bill.)
Now, its nearly May and he's healthy as a horse, and I couldn't imagine being without him! He and my pup have bonded too!