Richie was rescued from the streets as a four day old kitten from a local animal shelter. For the first two years of his life, Richie was adopted and returned four times, and lived most of his life in a cage. For about a year I went everyday to see him at the shelter, and I was the only one he showed affection for. As a frequent volunteer I fell in love with him but couldn't take him because I already had a cat and Richie doesn't get along well with others. After I had thought I had gotten him adopted to his forever home (the fourth adoption), they also brought him back and I was absolutely devastated. But finally, right before I left to college, my parents caved in and I took him to his fifth and final home where he is cherished and loved. He lives in his own studio apartment (our finished basement) and is spoiled rotten! I come home from breaks and see how loving this once skittish cat has become and his transformation is astonishing. He loves his Grandma and Grandpa now too, finally not just his mom!