We went to the Virginia Beach Humane Society for a kitten. There was only one with his mother. Not wanting to separate them we took them both and named them Fiona and Roscoe. She was the most gentle and loving cat. She loved to get under the covers and cuddle underneath your arm. When she was playing and had a toy in her mouth, she'd let out a vocal meow. She brought us many hunting trophies from our back yard. She had cancer in one of her back legs that couldn't be treated.