I didn't ask for my cat either, but love her tons just the same. She showed up in front of my apt. building in the dead of winter, and she didn't seem to want the food I offered her. She just wanted to follow me and cry. As tiny as she was, she made it up the two flights of iron steps to my apartment, crying all the way and came right in to my apartment. I had already paid my pet deposit for a cat whose recent death I was still mouring, but I had no litter box for the night. So I emptied a large box of instant mashed potatoes into a dish pan, and she knew what it was for right away. She has been faithfully using her 2 litter boxes for the 13 years since that night. What a good girl!
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