Where did you get your cat(s)?

I got mine from a lady who had 15 baby kittens to give away. She had 3 female cats, all of whom were pregnant at the same time.
I adore my babies. (Yhey are now 4 1/2 years old. They are inside cats and NEVER go out at all.)

Shortie Was born in a valley off the highway. Mom was a stray (she had a collar) that I assume was abandoned by her owners when they found out she was pregnant (happens here more than you'd like to know). Unfourtunately she was killed by a racoon and only two kitten from the litter survived till we found them. The other kitten died a week after we brought her home, and all the was left was Shortie.

'Shroomies was abandoned in a box with his two brothers.

Berlin was born to two orange and grey tabby barn cats. His great great great . . .grandfather was a Birman showcat/manwhore so Berlin came out looking like a Birman and that's a bit of an oddity.

Gandalf came from my cousin's house. Again a case of a cat getting out before it could be fixed. Unfortunately my cousin allowed this to happen two more times, finally I believe this is appointment for this Friday to get the cat fixed. Either that or I'm gonna strangle my cousin.

Samwise showed up on that same cousin's porch, she called me and told me about him. Let's just say it was love at first sight.

i got socks frmo a friwnds cat who just had kittens

Benja, Muffin, Holly & Sophie all came from breeders.

Elmo & the kitts were born at our house!

I got Dori as a Christmas gift from my bf. His best friends coworker had a cat who had kittens and he was taking 3 of the babies, one for his mom, girlfriend, and himself. Dori was the only kitten left so he talked my bf into giving her to me for Christmas. (I had only been begging for a cat for 4 years ). I was so excited I rushed to Petsmart to buy kitty supplies and that night we went to pick her up. She was so tiny and so sweet That was the best present I ever received

Grayce was dropped off at the shelter because her first owner had developed cancer. Apparently, he wasn't well enough to care for her anymore. My husband saw her and brought her home. It was love at first site for the whole family.

I had tried to adopt 3 cats from the humane society and evertime I would go in to make the adoption after thinking about it for a day they would be adopted (this happened 3 times in a row). One morning I dropped into a local pet store to pick up a treat for my parents dog and I saw a tiny beautiful siamese curled up in the corner looking like a cinnamon bun! I tried to wake him up by tapping on the glass, but that didn't work so I blew down on his head and he looked up and gave me that sneaky siamese grin!! He was cooped up with 2 manx cats as he was the last of his litter.

I was a little niave about purchasing cats, and assumed that the pet store was a good place to find a healthy cat. I came back each morning for the next 3 days until my boyfriend and I finally decided we were ready for a cat!

We got Simon home and he was really shy at first and he was always shaking his head and scratching his ears, I inspected his ears, and after some searching on the internet I realized he had ear mites :S He also was sniffling a bit, which I thought was normal, adjusting to the new house smells and what not. Nope- turned out he had a respiratory infection!

I called the lady back at the store I bought him from and she said that he didn't have it when he left the store !!! (I had JUST bought him the day before!!) I flipped at her a little bit and told her they weren't honest people.. and I probably said a few things I shouldn't have said and then I took him straight to the vet. He got fixed up in no time, and I don't regret buying him, but still, be very wary when purchasing pets from pet stores!

That's my Simon story in a nutshell !!

Four stories: [1] Shasta (RB) was one of the last two kittens of a litter that a friend heard of, when an acquaintance of hers commented that her cat was mad at her -- because they had just (finally) had her spayed -- "By the way, do you know of anyone who wants a couple of kittens? There are two left from her last litter." I took one. Little did I know then the joys of a multi-cat household.

She lived to 21 -- our old lady -- and was 14 years an only cat, when...

[2] Gryphon and Nibs (both RB) came to us at the age of about 6 years, when their human developed allergies and needed to rehome them.

Gryphon was the first to go, at about 13, followed a few months later by Shasta, leaving Nibs to be an only cat. If we thought he was needy before...

[3] Suzy and her littermate Samantha (RB) were the last of an accidental litter that Rob's sister heard of just about the time we were ready to accept new little people into our home.

Sam disappeared just before their first birthday, and a year later, Nibs ended his ninth life, leaving Suzy alone...

[4] Cindy and Fawn are littermates who were orphaned at about 5 weeks, and rescued by a friend of Rob's Mum (they walk dogs at the same field). She was ready to place them, just about the same time we were ready to accept new little people into our home.

I went to the shelter but i knew as soon as i walked into the door that i wasnt going to get it so i was bawling and the woman was a bbbbbbmoo saying if i wanted a kitten id have to get two and pay double.
so i was crying in the car and my bf was like we went to the petrol station and got the newspaper ate some Mc Donalds and then he rang the entire list. We rushed 60 Km away with in 30 mins and voila i got my beautiful bundle! She happened to go on holiday and her cat got pregnant some how.
She has another boy cat that was spayed but her cats are strictly indoors so she was really angry at the people who looked after her cat. This was her last kitty to give away, The day before a woman came in and she shook teufel and she said " this cat doesnt interest me he is dead" he had been playing the whole day and just collapsed the sleep and noone could wake him up! well im so glad that woman didnt take him because he is the smartest kitty ive got

I got Princess from the SPCA. Actually she was in a foster home after being abandoned by her mother when she was 3 weeks old.

Patsy was abused then abandoned at Pets Mart. She was placed in a foster home from a rescue group. I adopted her about a month after she was abandoned.

Sweetie (a feral) was born in a shed at my grandpa's house. Her mother was killed by a coyote when she was pretty young. She has been with us for about 12-14 years now. She FINALLY will allow us to pet her after about 6 years of trying.

George was a stray that showed up about 18 months ago. He came over and jumped in our lap while we were outside and never left. He is the sweetest cat (a big chicken, but sweet). He is so chicken that he uses the feral cats for protection.

Blackie was feral that just showed up. She's only been here for about 6 months but is already allowing me to pet her. She actually demands it now. She thinks she has to be petted the whole time she eats. She loves to crawl in my lap and take a nap.

Shelter/NYC city pound. We got him (or rather he found us) on the eve of Independence Day. We were just visiting the pound and dropping off pet supplies for donation, had NO intention of adopting whatsoever, well i wanted to but Johnny refused. Then we saw Hobbes, and we haven't been able to part with him since

Three weeks ago, I found Hunter and Cougar through the Pets section on the DC Craigslist. Typical "Free to a Good Home" ad. I picked the two boys from a litter of six.

Well all of their stories are on my website but quikly..

Dutchy was found at the side of the road when she was just a little bit..
Loki was gotten from a not so responsible breeder...
Jellie and Bellie the sisters were taken in from a farm, their momma got run over by a tractor...when they were just tiny. and their owner went through the efforts of finding a new home.

Orei was adopted from a rescue organization. Petsmart Charity Rescue, which has another name in which I have forgotten. I rescued him months after Tigger left our lives.

Princess found me by fate. I was at Hebrew school, (getting ready to be Bat Mitzvahed) and a fellow student was trying odviously hard to find a home for a litter of 8 kittens. The mother cat was a stray that gave birth at their house, and they were caring for her. I brought they idea up with my mom, and she said if I proved I was responsible enough to care for her mainly by myself, I could "adopt" her. 4 weeks later, the kittens had been born, and I was ready. I met Princess, and she was the sweetest, calm, loving, patient, not to mention cute, kitten of the entire litter. So, 4 weeks later, she came home with us.

(Princess's story was more complicated, so I had to explain.)

Well, i got Miss Lena and Orie from a bengal Breeder that i found in a newspaper.. They are awesome people by the way!!

uhm.. We found 4 cats at our house when we moved here... and then, we found a feral here also, and after about a year she warmed up to us..

in our barn.. thats where about 8 cats live, they are great! One of our cats had kittens, so thats where we got some of them!

Sierra and I met outside a bookstore on a busy street when she was only a few days old. Love at first sight!

Nancy, Philip and I were visiting a good friend out in the country. He had two female cats who went into season together and had the same boyfriend. They delivered the same day also.... Country cat living and Gary asked if we wanted any of the latest "mob". Nancy and Philip, having just moved into my house within the last three months were somewhat apprehensive and asked me if they could get some cats and did I know what the consequences of having kittens. Makes no difference to me as I love cats... just didn't have any at the time since the previous wife didn't like them.
They asked about declawing... and I said that it was like taking the fingernails off a human and didn't approve. That's all it took. Philip went and sat with the "mob" of kittens and only one chose him. He double checked by placing the kitten on the other side of the room and went to sit down again. Within the time it takes a just weaned kitten to cross the room and climb his leg he was back. [ Shadow Ram] The new slave had been selected. Nancy chose hers... [ Laptop ] I decided to wait. The next year a cat that fell into a vat of gasoline needed help and I was selected. Oh well....[ Stirling ] Stirling moved in decided that Nancy was a better slave. Laptop decided I was the choice slave and changed his allegience. Three people... three masters. Two dogs and two birds rounded out life in our zoo. Alas... one of the birds died of a tumor. They were both bonded to me and I was crushed. sigh.... Both dogs are afraid of the cats. Alaskan Malamutes... 10 times the size of the cats. Shadow is not afraid of them and walks on them and just ignores them. The rest run away.... Charlie the Three legged teenage has since moved in. As has Tigger [ who is at or near the end of his life since he has kidney problems starting ] 1 bird, two dogs, 5 cats and a vet clinic that gives us a group discount. That's my story and I'm sticking too it.