Feb 2009 on my birthday night while shopping, my boyfriend, his brother and I walked by the Petco adoption kennels on our way to glance at ferrets. On our walk past the entrance my first instinct was to gravitate towards the little cat adoption stand with 2 or 3 sleepy curled balls of fur. I remember gently trying to get the top tiers attention with little strokes, to no avail until I bent down and noticed colorful and fluffy 3 year old Shelly, who had been sleeping peacefully in the bottom floor 3rd row of the kennel. She quickly woke to me noticing her & with a teensy mew she stretched & immediately greeted me. The most colorful, precious and dainty ball of fluff I've ever seen with the biggest gold-green eyes for her tiny frame. Despite being terribly matted and timid she was endlessly sweet and beautiful. We opened the kennel door and with another tiny mew she danced around our ankles - my heart was hers, not a kitten but perfect in my eyes. Unfortunately there was a "hold" note & we sadly quickly realized she was spoken for, but asked & were told if she was here there the next day she was ours. My mother tried to coax me instead that next morning with the prospect of a tiny poodle mix puppy at Puppies N Stuff, but I had already decided and we were there at Petco high hopes & crossed fingers. My luck prevailed & my mother not a cat person - for the first time agreed with my decision. That night on the 12th she became Seaytie (with the many middle names) & the best gift ev
