My mom adopted me in 2001 from the rescue she volunteers with.

At the risk of sounding "full of myself", I must say I was gorgeous even then, and that's why Mom fell in love with me.  She knew she should let someone else adopt me, but in addition to being a stunningly handsome feline, I also reminded her of one of her childhood kitties,  and that was that.  Now, over 6 years later, I'm quite the fine fellow - and I'm famous as well.  You can check me out in the 2008 Bad Cats Calendar. I'm 1 & 2 June in the full-color wall calendar, and 2 June in the page-a-day calendar (but that's a black & white pic and you won't see me in all my brilliant orange glory!).

You will find my own personal diary, which will no doubt keep you spellbound, in my blog.  

Purrs & Love Bites,

Samson 

Once Upon A Time...

First, let me say that despite what Samson thinks, I am neither psycho nor am I a "weirdo".  I am also NOT the newest member of The Insane Clown Posse.  Just because I have big bug eyes, never meow and make strange noises when Samson gets in my way does not make me weird. *MY* mom was fostering me for the rescue group she volunteers with and she ended up keeping me.  (Hey Samson, just WHY would she keep a psycho kitty?)