took them in and after the man left she said, "Now I just have to find a foster for them."  I'm quite certain she was able to see "S-U-C-K-E-R" written clearly across my forehead. I called my significant other to get his thoughts and he was fine with it.  My famous last words to him were, "I don't really like cats so I won't be tempted to keep one."  Before you have a fit about Deb letting sweet little baby kittens go home with someone who didn't like cats, what I meant by that was that I liked cats as long as they lived somewhere else.  I just did not want to have a litter box in my home on a permanent basis.  

We named the kittens Gabby and Stella until we realized they were Gabriel and Sterling. Gabriel was spoken for quickly, but no one was choosing Sterling. We were quickly becoming attached to him too.  As Memorial Day approached and our impending vacation, we had to make a decision. Luckily a foster home opened their doors to him so that we could think about it while we were away.  Needless to say, as soon as we got home we adopted him.  That was almost 7 years and hundreds of fosters ago.  

In June of this year, we bought a house in Clermont with a screened in area for Sterling, who wants to be outside all the time, and for lots of foster kittens.  Before we moved, our "high water mark" was around 20.  Since we moved, we converted two side by side bedrooms into a big cat room and had as many as 30 fosters.  

My soul is devoted to animal welfare, but most accurately to kitties.  Unfortunately I have to work, but in my free time you can be assured it's all about the kitties.