Mae Chose Me

by Ellen
(Virginia)

I met Mae at a very full shelter where she had been living for about a month.

She was in a small cage on a huge wall of floor-to-ceiling cages with cats.

Mae went home with me that day because she was the LOUDEST cat there. Over more than 2 dozen other cats doing their thing, Mae's howl was piercing. It struck me the second I walked in.

I walked over to her cage and petted her, at which point she went into full-on petmepetmepetme purr mode. "See how nice I am?" she seemed to ask.

She was nice, but she was also the same age/sex as my other cat, which I had read wasn't a good idea.

So I gave her a pat and started looking at other cats.

Too bad Mae had already decided I was it.

She howled and howled. I gave in.

I can't imagine my life without her.