I was born in a horse barn, but adopted with my brother into a lovely home when I was just a wee kitten. I sure was lucky. A couple of years ago my Mom began bringing home other kittens who stayed for awhile, then left. More and more. She called them Foster Kittens. I was not sure what to think of that at first, but now I love having the little tykes around. However, I love it even more when they find loving homes of their own.