Rrugac the cutest cat.
by Musemma Sabancioglu.
How beautiful I am.
Rrugac was born in Istanbul, now he lives in the United States. He is the cutest cat I have ever seen in my life. We are gonna live together for two and a half months.
I was born in Istanbul, now I live in the United States. I have been taking photographs for twenty years. My first camera was a present from my father when I was 14 (it was a great Practica). Now, use Lumix (Panasonic-Leica) DMC FZ5.
Mae Chose Me
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.
Vincent, the awesomest cat ever.
My husband and I, decided we wanted a cat seeing as our neighbours cat moved away. On the way we were discussing the type of kitten we would like and came to the conclusion we wanted the most crazy one who was the tuffest.
While picking out the craziest there was this gray striped kitten with a white nose, chest and paws and a few brown leopard spots on his belly and he was meowing constantly! He wouldn't stop! The kids would pick him up and he'd struggle to get down but wouldn't run away, he was just walking and meowing desperately at no one in particular. We decided he was the only cat with any brains to realise that this wasn't the place for him. So instead of the rough and tumble meanie we were originally going to choose we chose the most woeful kitten there.
Over the next few weeks his personailty shone through and he was everything we ever wanted! completely potty trained from day one, he was friendly to strangers, sought us out and snuggled when he was sleepy, played with toys, hid in the cubby houses we made for him, played outside and talked to us if we talked to him, he also played fetch if you threw a rock or a stick he'd bring it back, he hung out in trees during the day, plays chasey across the complex, tolerated children, he sits in puddles when it rains with this silly cat smile on his face (probably laughing at the mud I'd have to clean up later)!
I'm so glad we took pity on the crying kitten because our reward has been gaining the third member of our little family. :)
My Cats Half Good, Half Bad
by Allessandre B. Ponzini
(Tryon, NC, USA)
Our cat Zorro had just recently died of cancer and we wanted another one. My grandfather took me to our local animal shelter Foothills Humane Society.
I wanted a kitten, but when we went into the cat room my eyes immediately fell on a black and white cat that looked about one year old. She jumped down off the window sill and began to weave in between my legs I wanted her right away so my grandfather told the people at the front desk and only a few days later we where taking Paige home, that was the good part.
The bad part is the fact that the moment Paige saw our other cat Chloe, a rivalry was born they hated each other then and still do now, so, Paige chose me but she definitely didn't choose Chloe.