After my 20+ kitty passed away I looked at shelters several times but no kitty spoke to me. One day I was at the other end of town shopping and I decided I neeeded to look for a kitty, then, now. I drove to the shelter, filled out the papers and went with the lady helping me to see the available kitty's. We were talking about the cats but when one kitty heard my voice she started talking. The woman helping me was shocked as this cat was very shy and had not responded to anyone. She said they were going to put her on the "no adoption" list (still not sure what that means) because she was not responding to anyone. She was 6 yrs. old, Himayalan, Rag Doll mix. She was friendly, curious, active so I decided to give her a try. When I brought her home she hid under the bed only coming out to play, eat and sleep with me. I finally stuffed anything I could find under the beds and furniture to keep her from hiding. She got the message, she has become my best friend, sweet, loving, sometimes to dependent but laid back enough to tolerate our life style, boarding while we're out of town and frequent car trips to our condo.
Three years later she's still not friendly to visitors, probably never will be, but loves our little ski condo, still has a lot of curiousity, loves to play and has become a wonderful, forever fur baby.
BTW, I almost didn't adopt her because she was so pretty. I named her Megane (Celtic, meaning soft and gentle) because it describes her perfectly.



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