It all started when Allen and I were just dating and I wanted a cat. He said he wanted a purebred Maine Coone and I said I wanted a rescue. The compromise was a Maine Coone rescue, which I'm sure he never thought I'd find. I spent about a month looking, and finally found Mr Carl. Afraid of him going to another home, I looked up open adoptions and saw that there was one ending in 30 minutes at the johns creek pet smart and that the future Carl was there! I called Allen, frantic, and yelled, "we have to get to the Johns Creek Petsmart right now!" We rushed over there, but called ahead and they waited. He was so little and not quite as fluffy as he is now and very skittish. Allen was unsure about bringing him home, but I persuaded him. The next day Carl started opening up. He played, explored, and cuddled with Allen when sleeping. Originally Allen didn't want a cat and 3 and a half years later, Carl is his best fur bud in the house!
Carl has since grown to about 18 pounds, has super fluffy fur, and makes it well known that this is his house and we're lucky we can live in it. When Allen comes home from work, he is greeted by Carl, who then jumps in his lap for some cuddle and special "daddy time". Those two are peas in a pod! He now has three younger "fur siblings" he bosses around. It all started with Petfinder, without it we couldn't have Mr Carl!