When I was preparing to move out of my parents house, my roommate and I both realized an issue. I had a calico tabby named Chai whom had grown up with my childhood cat Mocha, and our Jack Russell Zoe. Mocha and Zoe would be staying with my parents, and Chai would be coming with us. We just KNEW we had to get a companion for Chai, since she's a very affectionate and clingy cat. We knew she wouldn't do well on her own. Without much money due to my being disabled, we set out to find a kitten. We were hoping to give an unwanted kitten a home, and soon enough we found this little Ragdoll a girl in our town was giving away.
Originally, we thought the kitten to be a girl, so we named her Sally. Through a series of unfortunate events, the girl 'lost' Sally after her child had let the kitten outside. We were devastated, as we'd so desperately wanted that little fluff to be ours. We waited a week and didn't hear anything, and so we continued our search. We found another kitten, a tuxedo Angora we named Sirius Lea. As soon as we got her home, we received a text from Sally's foster. She had found Sally! We went and scooped the kitten up right that instant and brought them home.
We'd been promised both kittens were 8 weeks old by their fosters... It was a complete lie. They were barely 5 weeks. We had to feed them formula, and help them eat each meal for the first month of their life. Slowly, they grew and it turned out that Sally was actually a boy. That's how we came to have Andy, and Sirius Lea. They're just over a year old now and have the biggest personalities of any cat I've ever met. Chai has taken on the role of mama cat and we're forever blessed with their presence.