I went into the local chain pet store with my friend and there he was. He was 1 ½, and he had been in the shelter since he was a small helpless kitten found wondering in a busy parking lot. He was the most adorable cat I had ever seen with his beautiful thick grey and white fur. Despite my instant fondness for him, I left without him. Two weeks later we went back into the store and he was still there. I walked over to him and he instantly perked up and placed his front paws on the glass. I knew I was in love, and I was the one who was supposed to give him the love he deserved. I went home and I couldn't sleep that night. The next morning as soon as I woke up, I raced to the pet store and brought Edgar Allan Poe home. Six months later she came into my life. My mom found her, teeny and frail, outside her cabin on the lake. She decided to bring her home, and it , too, was love at first sight. She was so small she fit in my hand, and she was so scared. I immediately took her into my arms, and she has rarely left them since. Belle Morte is the most affectionate cat. She's my snuggle baby. Her and Poe are the best of friends. They're two fat jolly, jolly cats.

Megan B
Benton, LA