I'm a cat guy, owner of two rescued tabbies, one from a supermarket dumpster in which her mother had given birth, the other from an animal shelter. I've had Claudia since I could hold her in the palm of my hand; underweight runt of the litter, she would fall asleep perched on my chest. Still with me 15 years later, she's now a little rickety with age, having difficulty jumping up on the bed—kitty stairs are in her future. The other, Smudge, is the most vocal cat I've ever had. As I walked into OC Animal Care, she made immediate eye contact with me, held it and meowed her way into my life. She had been abandoned on the street, so she's periodically scratchy/feral; it took some time before we came to the mutual understanding that her pissing on my leather... More >>>