Even though I told DH I didn't want to replace our pets as they died, he felt bad about the recent death of my favorite pet ever, last month. He went to the pound a few times looking for a suitable kitty for me and he found him. I got him last Friday as a surprise. He really picked a winner. I haven't named him yet but he is a sweetie. They called him Butthead at the pound because he bangs you all the time with his head to get petted. He is a small boy and is black and white. He's cute but not pretty. He is box trained and isn't fazed by the dogs. He hasn't done a single wrong thing or tore up anything. Good Kitty!