How it all got started....
We talked for ages about getting us a pet when our house was ready but we never came around to actually put it into action. :P Finally in mid-Feb 2005, I started doing some online research and dragging him to visit foster families to "hunt" for our precious pet. Our views differed greatly - I wanted an adult cat to suit our lifestyle better while he preferred a kitten for he did not want to miss out on the cutest stage of a cat's life. So off we went in search of our precioussssss *Think Gollum of LOTR* and let fate decide for us which cat will be the ONE.
The "painful" process
From the Cat Welfare website : www.catwelfare.org, I've arranged for us to go view the different cats at the fosters. Truth be told we visited only 2 fosters *HAHAHAHAHA* - the 1st one had lots of cute kittens and some young adults up for adoption. I facied one particular small one with marbled patterns but he thought otherwise.
The 2nd foster was a middle-aged couple Mr. & Mrs Wee, staying in Serangoon North who were such conscientious and kind beings that in addition to the numerous *oh I lost count* cats they rescued and housed at home, they went on their rounds to feed the strays in their neighbourhood. I was glad I did not commit to the 1st foster because we saw a jet-black young adult cat @ the Wee's. Urm that's Brutus lah..
The Homecoming
Brutus's homecoming (scheduled in 2 wks time from the day we last visited him) was kinda wrecked by our Baby in the family... er.. that's Baby lah... U see we found her crying loudly while we are walking home one night. Instincts told us to kidnap her home and so in a twist of fate, she became our 1st cat. |
