Losing your job is bad enough, but after my mom lost hers, she had to move to a smaller, “no pets allowed,” apartment and that meant losing my housemates, Rocky, Inky, and me too! It was especially hard on all of us because we’re loving, outgoing felines who enjoyed each other’s company and simply adored mom. I’m an 8-year-old Siamese gentleman (with a little Himalayan mixed in they think because of my silky longer-than-Siamese coat), and mom said that I’m a “wonderful, independent lap cat who loves cuddles and tuna fish” (those last two are a particularly fantastic combination!). Given my outgoing nature, I’m sure it won’t be long before I’ll be able to shower my affection on some wonderful new person in my life. Maybe you?