To be honest, when my partner and I decided we wanted to be cat-owners, it didn't even occur to us to look into getting a certain breed. On a purely selfish level, we didn't want to fork out the big bucks for a purebreed, but more importantly to both of us, we wanted to get our cats from a shelter. We just wanted cats
and didn't really care about what kind
of cat we got (although we wanted short-haired kitties). In the end, our two cats just chose us--heck, we had planned
on getting a boy and a girl (littermates, preferably, who we could in our geekiness name Spike and Drucilla), and ended up with two boys: one orange tabby (who may or may not have some Abyssinian in him, but there's no way to know for sure) and one brown-grey tabby. My cats have about as much "good breeding" as their human parents do!
What's strange is that I don't think I know anyone who owns a purebred cat: pretty much every single one of us got our kitties as rescues and fosters! We all chose for personality, or had our cats choose us
. (As my boyfriend likes to say, we all clearly have "sucker" written on our foreheads in cat-speak.