LOL seriously we are all, outside of this computer screen on this particular forum mothers, lovers, friends, aunts, nieces, kitty and dog parents etc.. so we really must try never to make assumptions just cos someone likes posting and answering political questions :P
Sooo kitties.. i have a rule, (us Brits love our rules and regulations lol that WAS a joke!) I always have a rescue kitty.. and I have to say.. in many cases my rescue or rescues often become my favourite.. I've been lucky to have THE coolest rescue kitties.. sadness and losses of beloved pets brought me to them but they are loved and valued in their own right and I truly don't see it as ME doing THEM a favour.. it's the other way round!!
Soo cool rescue kitties... first ever were Sherry and Toffee... I *meant* to adopt only one kitty... and somehow these came as a pair and I thought oh well why not.. They were 14 and 15 when I adopted them.. everyone thought I was nuts.. but I wanted an older kitty.. I'd just lost a beloved cat to renal failure and he was 14.. I felt cheated and wanted a kitty to love into old age.. So I found Toff... not knowing he came with an attachment called Sherry.. Toff was a ginger and white.. orange and white to you.. He had personality plus.. big, rough and tough.. I was warned.. don't try to brush him he bites.. and actually so he did! He'd regularly swipe out if he was cross.. we adored him! SHerry was a ginger/orange kitty a year younger - although no one knew for sure as she was a barn cat.. barely socialised but devoted to Toff.. And they came to live with me and my existing 6 other kitties.. Believe it or not they fitted in perfectly :) TOff lived until he was 20, teaching me about diabetic cats, ( we cured him) and Sherry lived til she was 16, teaching me about feline epilepsy.. I never regretted one moment of their live with us.. I regretted their death for sure.. but that's always the way..
When we lost Toffee my next rescue was from the same rescue centre Toff and Sherry came from.. he was an 18 year old Siamese... unlike my pampered siamese tho.. he had been a street cat and was rescued cos his owner moved and he was left wandering the streets and didnt seem to see too well.. Again everyone thought I was nuts.. and OLD cat surely towards the end of his life.. to come here and from being a street cat, rough and tough to living being an indoor pet?? Actually he settled in amazingly! He acted like he'dbeen here forever, copying my lead Oriental Oscar.. he just followed Oscar and did whatever Oscar did... and he proved to be a fabulous kitty.. sweet as anything.. we loved him... and he lived another 3 years.
Next came Mikey... probably the furry love of my life... or certainly one of them...such a character. no one wanted him as he was nuts.. had feline equiv of ADHD, too full on, would leap at you from across the room.. he had cronic rhinitis and pancreatitis.. NO ONE would have adopted him.. well no one sane :P But we did and we adored him.. my daughter and he had THE most special bond ever.. he was a real character and made us laugh all the time.. I still miss him :(
Now we have Pansina.. a female siamese... and she is utterly gorgeous.. still gaining her trust but loving having her around.. all the more so cos she kinda came with an attachment too... a little black Oriental called Shadow who is glorious :)
There that will teach you.. I am way better sticking to politics :P