I got my little Sabrina from the APL 18 years ago. She picked me. She was in a cage with two other kittens all were black and white (tuxedo). The two other kittens I played with first and they were okay but didn't do much (I was a dog person before) then I picked up Sabrina she wasn't much bigger than the palm of my hand (found out later from the vet he didn't think she was old enough to be weened) she crawled up my chest and licked me on the lips then laid down in my arms and went to sleep. How could I leave her behind. When we got home when I got home from work she would ride around on my shoulders just like a parrot would. My shoulders were always scratched up from her claws. She was my best buddy for those 18 years until she died this past June. I'll be going to the APL again for another kitten within the next month or two it's too lonesome with out the company of a furbaby.
donna c. ohio