I got my first apartment with the two roomates I handpicked because they had to be cat lovers. The three of us immidiately went to the animal shelter in Grand Prarie. We fell in love with Mischa and her brother, but knew we could only handle one at first and we had already agreed to get a girl. So Mischa rode home with us. She was very playful and energetic like most kittens <3
Mischa chose me by meowing outside of my bedroom door bright and early every morning. I would get up, grumble at her, feed her, and then leave my door cracked so she could come cuddle with me after her meal.
I went on vacation one week (after informing my roommates) and came back only to find that they had "forgot" and gone different places themselves. Mischa had gotten into all of the trash and done everything she could not to be starved. That incident not only ticked me off, but made Mischa the most vocal cat I have ever met to this day. She will not let you forget and abandon her again. When the time came to move out, I had to fight for Mischa and no longer talk to the roommate because of it, but I don't care!
Mischa is my love and gets babied like my own child. She now lives with me, my boyfriends German Shepherd (Uva), and an adorable baby girl (Tiger Lily) we just rescued from a friends house (he has 20 outdoor cats to feed).
Ryan (the boyfriend) gave me a hard time about being a cat lady, especially since Mischa doesn't ever stop meowing, but he has since fallen in love and he hand picked Lily himself <3
Euless, TX
