After the sudden death of my beloved Siamese Pee Wee Herman, I was in a bad way and could not accept his loss. My husband and I had to do some shopping up town and decided to go to Petco for some supplies. My first rescue cat, Sophie came from there a year ago. She had been taken from a house of about a hundred sickly cats. She was also abused. The rescue league nursed her to health and she was ready for adoption. I passed where the cats were even though it hurt to and then I made eye contact with Dudley. His blue eyes were like Pees but he had the strangest markings I have ever seen on a cat. His mother was a white shorthair and his father was a longhaired Siamese. This is what makes a Snowshoe cat. They actually breed these cats in the US. I fell for him and I visited him every day for a week until all the adoption papers were done. There were two other people ahead of me to adopt him. I was meant to have him. He has brought so much joy to my sad heart. He does so many things as Pee did and he loves me to death. I don't have any children. Sophie and Dudley are my children.