Wayne and Rebecca Madsen

Let me start at the beginning. Our friend, Christy, found some stray kittens near her house (our theory is Star cat gave away their location, because she talks so much!), and out of the goodness of her kitty-loving heart took them in to help get them used to humans so the humane society could put them up for adoption. The humane society wanted them to have "cute" and "matching" names to make them more appealing for potential kitty owners. Thus were named Lucy, Linus, and our Sally. Sally, however, took a bit more time to get used to this new lifestyle, and Christy grew attached to her. She wanted to see her go to a home with people she knew and trusted. At the same time, our friend Sara came to visit and told a story about her college days hiding forbidden cats in apartments (and in cars when landlords came to visit!). We decided it was time for us to finally own a cat, and Christy very fortunately decided to let us take Sally home with us. On the way home we tried to come up with a fitting name for our new kitten -- not a humane society public relations name -- but her name. It took us a couple of days, but we finally settled on Star. She is our star shining brightly, meowing for the whole world to hear.