I adopted Matt from the North Smithfield Animal Shelter when he was a wee little kitten. Since I am a volunteer at the shelter, I was able to spend a bit of time with Matt and his siblings. At the get-go, Matt and I had a special bond. I would sit on the floor while Matt napped in my lap. After a while, the floor became mighty uncomfortable, but I wouldn’t budge until Matt woke up. He was meant to be my kitten and he fit in quite well with my other pets, especially with his pal Geoff as you can see in the picture. Matthew lived a great and happy life. He died suddenly in November 2011 and we still miss him terribly.