Boo Bear was the first cat I adopted on my own as an adult. He’s proof positive that I cannot be trusted to visit any sort of animal shelter without bringing someone home. I think it was about 8 years ago that I was out the pound with my mom because she was looking to adopt a dog, and I heard a sad wail distinct from all of the rest. I looked to my left, and there was a sad, eye-and-nose-infected cat with his long arm reaching out of the cage towards me. Instant tears… I knew I wasn’t leaving there without him.
I have no shame in my crazy cat lady love for this fur ball – he’s my soulmate kitty.
Please, please adopt a full grown cat if you can. They need a warm and loving home just as much little kittens. I think adult cats bond to their owners even more so than adopted kittens. I swear Boo knows I rescued him – just look at that face!