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I went to a shelter to adopt a cat and walked out with two 9-week-old sisters. They stole my heart and I just couldn't split them up. They had been found one night in the middle of the street together, hungry and dehydrated when they were only 6 weeks old.

Awww, look at that face. Love my big 'ol Kitty Boy!

Our little cat Baby is really more like our "late in life child." She came to us on a chilly December eve two years ago and has been a constant source of joy since! She "talks" to us all the time with her very deliberate sweet meow, she follows me (her mom, Debbie) wherever I go and she even fetches!

Let me introduce you to our cat. Not only does she look unique with her green eyes and split face, but so is her story and her never ending daily adventures. Our cat was adopted five years ago when she was very young from the Macy’s S.F. store. She came with the name Halloween, but we call her Macy, but never forgetting her original name.

Moosie and Lalo adopted us about a year ago after a trip our family made to Pet Friends. We’d stopped by the animal rescue center not expecting to take home a new pet, much less two of the furry creatures. We had decided, on a whim, to spend an afternoon playing with the cats at the center only because we desperately missed our own Rael, who died unexpectedly. You see, we are cat lovers and we’ve always had one or two or four of them around to keep us company and to not have one roaming around the house just didn’t feel right.

Beachball is my feline master and I can tell you that he is a “one-in-a-million cat! He bounded into our school yard one cool, Monday morning in October of 1998. The entire school at Paradise Valley was in a circle as we sang patriotic songs. My students knew I loved cats, so one of the boys asked permission to snatch him. Beachball spent the entire day, taking turns sleeping on jackets, backpacks, and laps of all the students. He is a tabby and white domestic short-hair with a large head, expressive yellow-green eyes, and quite the pink nose. The students decided to name him Beachball, because he had a large head, but I felt the name fit him, because of the way he “bounced” into our lives!

Bear is a 5-year-old tortie with personality plus! Her favorite pastime is hiding in a chair, in a box or behind a door for a sneak attack on her humans - or just lounging in daddy’s lap.

When I walked into the San Martin Animal Shelter that August day, I wasn’t sure what I was looking for. I was never much of a cat person and I wasn’t sure if I had room in my heart for another pet, but I was drawn there.

It’s difficult to explain why I love Kiara. She has wonderfully silky fur, bright blue eyes and an endearingly curmudgeonly personality.

“Snowball” was brought to our home as a kitten by one of our daughter’s friends, as she arrived for a sleepover at our house. Apparently, she couldn’t keep him, and who was I to say no to a pre-teen who so desperately had already fallen in love? (Thanks a lot, Jenna’s Mom).