I just wanted to tell you about my cat, Mishka. I found him on Petfinder two months before my return to Seattle from Baltimore, back in 2005. I knew I shouldn’t be searching for a cat yet, but I did, and then I saw Toby. A large, long haired, grumpy faced orange cat, exactly what I had imagined my next cat to be. I figured there was little chance of it working out in my favor, but I contacted Oasis anyway. Jean, his foster mom, told me that he had been found near starving, with his coat horrendously matted. In her first email, she said that he was very shy and had probably had a hard life. I explained to Jean that I would not be around for another two months, and she very kindly offered to keep him for that long, to slowly work out his mats so that he wouldn’t have to be shaved. I’m am eternally grateful to her for keeping him, because that cat has turned out to be the best cat in the world!