Her sister had already been adopted, and she must have been lonely. I stuck a finger into her cage, and she wrapped her huge paw around it ( as huge as a paw attached to a 1.7 lb. kitten could be!). She was scrawny, with long orange hairs down her back, and a crazy fluffy tail. Her ears and eyes were also large and something about her tugged at my heartstrings.
I think she adopted me, and since bringing her home I can't imagine being without her. The folks at the store thought she may have some Maine Coon, and she seems to have every trait. Instead of meow, she would say "yeow". But usually she only speaks to us while waiting for her food dish. She chatters and clicks at birds and bugs through the window. She is not afraid of our Lab, and on occasion grooms her!
My husband resisted getting a cat at first, but has grown to love her because she "acts like a dog". She is independent, but will wander into the room that we're in, and even sometimes crawl up onto my lap.

