How neat! We were "rescued" ourselves by three cats. Pretty literally...
The first cat came into our lives 9 years ago when I told God (after losing a cat), "If you want me to have another cat - you're going to have to drop it in my lap 'cause I'm not going to get another one." Watch what you say to God.....a few days later my daughter (about 11) walked in from a bike ride and dropped a kitten into my lap and said, "its homeless and nobody knows where it belongs".
"Alexander the Great", a Maine coon cat mix STILL lives with us - although he seems to think HE owns us....especially Robin. When she first went to college, he would roam through the house going, "MRA... MRA" in two syllables just like her name.
Ditsy Mitzi came to us about 4 years ago. I lost a cat when we moved to Oklahoma (long story) and I missed her so much. Alex was definitely Robin's cat and liked Art 2nd best....didn't really care much for me by this time as I didn't spoil him with treats like those two do. Anyway - I got a calico manx mix cat from the shelter....and I love her. We used to call her"bunny butt" till we got rabbits - now I think they have longer tails than she does!
Finally, shortly before we moved here two years ago, we heard about some acquaintances who were looking for a new home for their Russian Gray mix cat. He was fairly young....and when Art saw the way they treated him (let's just say they allowed the dog to chase him as "play")....he said, "I'll take the cat". The cat is named "Sam". He's beautiful but stupid as can be....and irritating at times. Still yet, we love him.
I'm looking forward to hearing about whoever else has cats!
Peg