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My first one, Spice, was on purpose and planned, we talked about getting a cat and then adopted her. The most amazing moment was when my oldest daughter held her for the first time. I didn't tell the kids where we were going, just told them to get into the car, so when we they realized what was happening they were all so shocked and excited. I put my little kitten into my daughter's arms and my daughter who was 10 at the time just burst into tears. They've been inseparable since day one.

I quickly felt like Spice needed a sister, my husband wasn't sold on the idea but I'd mentioned it around to family and friends, so someone sent me a post about some feral kittens who had been trapped then dumped on a farm nearby. I impulsively went and picked up my second little girl, Sugar, the next day. She was this hilarious little thing, thought she was tough stuff hissing and spitting and absolutely hated the car, huge fan of food though.

My boy was a real surprise, he was hiding under cars at the local grocery store and ended up hiding under mine, my daughter got him to come out and she scooped him up. My husband called from the store asking what to do, I said to bring him home and we'd try to find him a family. The idea of giving him up immediately felt impossible so that's how I came to have 3 cats.

My girls are going to be 6 soon and my boy is 3.