Heh. My Mother rescued a Cat and her litter(at the time unborn) from Winter, at great personal risk(she busted her foot caring for them, and never missed a day of work).
When they were old enough to be weaned, Mom found homes for them. Felix, named so because of his resemblance to the cartoon cat, went to my oldest and dearest friend. While waiting for me to come with a kitty taxi at My Mother's work, where she's a tailor, Felix slept in the same spot. When they couldn't find him, they called me asking for his fave hiding place, and I told them to check the top of the water heater first, then the top of their pantry cabinet.
He's gotta be about five by now. Cute and sneaky.

My son took the second when I wasn't aware of it, and my niece took the first one.
Yanno how some people have Angels/Devils for a conscience? I have a Dark Elf ShadowKnight and a Half Elf Ranger for mine. The really bad part is when they agree on something.
Aphyon chu kissa whol l'jaed.
--Safyr Drathmir