Simon is cat number three. Now that I had cats I would often go to the pet store to get food and supplies. I loved to go to the adoption center at the PetSmart and look at the kittens and cats that were waiting for new homes. One day I saw a black short hair male. He was 4 years old and much larger than the other cats. He would gaze calmly back at us through the window. Every time we went back to the PS he was still there. I knew that black cats are harder to adopt out, and many people prefer to have kittens. I felt sorry for him. Soon I thought about him all the time. My husband would ask, "Do you want to hold the kitties?" Yes. Simon immediately jumped onto each of our laps, one after the other. Even after that great introduction, I still wasn't ready to take him home. After a couple of weeks, I couldn't understand why nobody wanted Simon. Then I decided I wanted him.
Here is Simon:
Simon is the ultimate lap cat. He is the first cat to greet us at the door when we come home. He is not afraid of the vacuum and sometimes I have to move him out of the way, but he is terrified of thunder storms. He yowls when he plays with his toys. Bringing Simon home was one of the best decisions we ever made.