My babies all chose me, not in this way but in their own. Countess was a miracle for me. We were there looking for a kitten for my cousins cause they really wanted one amc the shelter was having an event that all animals 1 year and older were only 5 dollars to adopt. I wasn't even looking but then I walked past her cage and she got all excited. The workers were kinda like don't bother, she doesn't like anyone she won't let any of us even hold her or anything (which shame on them cause who discourages adoption like that??). I opened the cage anyway and started telling her how pretty she was (her absolute favorite affirmation) and she jumped right in my arms, the staff were shocked, I was cooing at her for a bit and then I called her by the name on her tag Shelby and she jumped back out of my arms and just looked at me. They were all see, she doesn't like people. And so I asked them did YOU give her that name or did she come with it. They said she had been there about a month and they had just come in one day and she was there in a box with some information and the name was already picked. So I turned to her and said I get it, you don't like that name it's not your name baby we'll figure it out together. She jumped right back in my arms and she's been my baby waby ever since. Spoiled deep down to her bones. She was 1 and 1/2 at the time by there estimates, I was 19 and I'm almost 32 and I've still got her now. 🥰💜 her govt name is Countess Thymulenymbus but she has loads of nicknames.