I am new here. Just wanted to share my story. I have an elderly cat (almost 15 years old) and she is my baby, definitely a big lover and cant imagine my life without her. Back in spring my mom had a cat show up outside. They did not want an inside cat but started taking care of her outside. they went to get her fixed so she wouldn't have any more cats. When she was taken to get fixed, she was already pregnant and thus begins the story of 4 feral kittens, 3 of whom I now own. The rescue that helped get the momma cat fixed (after she had her 4 babies) told me that if I could socialize them, then they will pick them up and give them good homes. I wanted to keep one of them so I said sure. Shortly after I fell in love. They were all beautiful and sweet, well, it took a little time to get them comfortable with me but they got there. I got so attached to them. I loved on them daily and fed them and gave them lots of toys to play with. I knew which one i wanted to keep a little calico female that would go up to anyone with delight. As the weeks and months went on I was able to find a good home for the other female, a tortie. I hated to see her go, really hated it. Ive learned through these past few months that fosters have a huge heart and must go through this every time. I don't think I could do it. I cried! Not bawling uncontrollable crying but I cried. It was then that I decided I will keep 2 of them. There was a little orange and while male with little lynx tip ears that would follow me around and just lay at my feet wherever I went. I feel in love some more. The other orange and white male of the 4 was the most skiddish of the bunch and he was also the biggest. I loved on him as much as he would allow and when it came time to give him to the rescue to find a home, I just couldn't. I now have 1 old lady and 3 little kitties gracing me with their sleepy little bodies snuggled up with me at night along with their naughty antics and getting into EVERYTHING. I wouldn't change a thing. Life is better with fur babies!