When I got her I was looking for a tortie, since I had one before in Colorado. I had gone to about three shelters before I visited Friends of Cats. They had to visiting rooms, and several cats I was interested in, but until I saw little "Clementine" sleeping in a cup on top of scratching post I wasn't sure which one I would be taking home.
Of course, when the attendant there told me when she was born I knew she was the one. She didn't like the cat carrier then and she still doesn't now, though she and her sister TJ did travel quite well across the country with me a year and a half ago.
She's really a great cat who tells me everything she thinks I need to know.