I adopted a new kitty. He's 4 months old and already big for his age. He's all white with a black cap, nose, and tail, with green eyes. My daughter named him Roscoe. My son adopted his playful buddy, a 3 month old tiger, and named him Kalvin.
We planned on getting only one, but the shelter was having an "Adopt A Buddy" Special. After seeing these two playing together combined with my son's comments, "Oh, Mom, how can you separate them. They need each other." Well, you know how it ends up: 2 kitties singing a duet from their cardboard boxes in the back seat, more cat food bowls set out in the kitchen, to extra thump-thump-thumpings up and down the wood stairs early in the morning as the chase each other.
The best part is all the extra purrs and cuddles they generously give.

