Bandit and his sister ( littermate) Mittens came to live with me and my roommate when they were weaned. The woman who had their mother had announced at work ( where my roomie worked) that is she didn't find homes for the litter they would be going to the shelter. This was NOT a no-kill shelter! Mittens chose me by climbing up my arm and curling up on my shoulder. We both picked Bandit b/c he was so adorable and shy. Supposedly my roomie's best friend was moving to our area and wanted a cat, so we were fostering him for her. Long story, made short- the friend never arrived and when my roommate decided to move, she announced that since she was responsible for Bandit being in the house, she would "just drop him off at the shelter", since the place she was moving to did not allow pets. I got hold of him and told her he was leaving "over my dead body"... that was about 16 years ago! Sadly, Mittens went to the Rainbow Bridge about three years ago. We also had a third kitty who found us...and lived with us for 10 years. Our Stormy, named because she came to my back door during a horrible ice storm.. had been a house cat who someone put out when they moved.... she was a true sweetie and I was always glad she found us. She developed cancer and went to the Bridge two years before Mittens. So, Mr. Bandit is the sole survivor of the original three... and now there is a "baby" in the house who drives him nuts- Shadow!