Two years ago we found her and her siblings playing in the bag of an old lady, standing just outside the Kievan pet market. The lady didn’t try to sell the cats: she wanted them to be adopted.
The next thing I knew, this barely 2-month old fur fireball was paecefully sleeping in my daughter’s lap.
I strongly believe that the humans do not choose; we are the ones chosen by our pets.
Thus, it was just natural that we brought the kitty home. She is still the same fireball of a cat: playful, fast, unbelievably inquisitive.