About 3 weeks ago my mom had my last cat put down, Nittany. Over the years when I was living at home and going to college I brought home 3 cats, Nittany, Jasmine, and Rascal. When I got married, mom wanted to keep them and Amy and I went out and adopted Samson and Delilah. In the past 2 years, Nittany, Jasmine, and Rascal all reached the point where they had to be put down due to age and medical conditions.
Back in 2000, Mom found a kitten outside her office and brought him home. He is Rusty. Rusty is the last one left of my mom's cats, and she felt he was lonely and she is used to having 2-3 cats, so she went to the humane society a couple weeks ago and last week she brought home the new kitty.
He is a clone of a cat we had when I was a child and teen. That cat was our favorite of all time, very personable, loving, affectionate and a beutiful orange tabby/Persian mix. We named him George (because he was curious) and mom called him Fluff.
So she needs a name for the new kitty, here are his pictures...