DH and I went to PetsMart about 6 weeks after Bandit died. We knew we could never replace her in our hearts, but we knew that we needed some new life and new energy in our saddened home.
We were actually in the process of adopting another cat when we looked over and saw this little orange-stripey kitten gobbling down some food while he held his much larger bro-fur away from the food with his right paw. Bro-fur was very patient, he waited until his bro-fur had his fill and then ate, unconcerned, as his bro-fur licked his ear.
DH and I have always had the philosophy of, "What's one more cat?" We have a large home and we love to have it filled with feline wonderfulness as much as it will hold.
This little orange-stripey kitten was so laid-back, even to the point of being laconic, and so ditzy and spaced-out all the time, that we named him after one of HD's favorite rock starts, Ozzy Osborne!
So Ozzy and his bro'fur came into our lives and there hasn't been a dull moment since!