Hello, I know this may sound silly but once me and my boyfriend had agreed we would get a kitty we went to the rescue centre. All the kitties were sooo cute but there was one that caught my eye. It was Alan. He was 5-6 months old and he was laying there aware of what was going on and his eyes sparkled. I will never forget it. There was a gap where his screen met the bottom of his pod that he was in and i put my finger to his paw. I played with him by moving my finger just poking into his pod and he followed with his paw and he was soooo gentle. He is a domestic, longish hair ginger cat with beautiful amber eyes. He is always smiling. I felt we had connected, that it was fate that had decided, not us. I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was the one. We were meant to go that day, it was in the stars. It wasn't plain sailing getting him. He wasn't up for adoption when we were there and they wouldn't tell me when he would be as it was on a first come first serve basis. So, every morning, I got there before anyone else and everyday I checked until finally, we took him into the 'meeting' room. In there they brought Alan through and he paraded around like he was in a beauty contest, purring and rubbing against us, head held high. I had to have him. Then he was due to be neutered and so we had to leave him there for a week. Then he got cat flu, it was cold and all the other kitties had it, bless them. I said I wanted to take him home to recover and they said that he might not like me as he might associate me with the flu and tablets and eye drops that I had to give him and also said that if I took him they would not be responsible for the vets fees. I said I would take him and I signed it of, and off we went. I looked after him like he was my new born baby. A few weeks later we went back for his neuter and they all loved him and said he had made a great recovery so quickly. He had had it bad, sneezing blood and was really unwell. We were meant to be together, he is a perfect part of our everyday lives, a family member we hold in the highest regard as we do each other. I know some people could think I am mad but I do honestly swear that there is more to our meeting than coincidence. Does anyone else feel that way?