I don't like my cat. I am at the end of my rope. I thought it over for months and months, knew everything I needed to know, and was ready to adopt another cat -- one that would live in my apartment with me and my room mate (my best friend). So together we went to the Humane Society, almost an hour out of our way, to find the ideal kitty companion. We looked for almost three hours. He didn't realize the process would take this long, and was in a time crunch to get to work on time. He wanted to hurry it along. We disagreed on which cat to adopt, but ended up deciding on a sweet orange baby that we both thought was adorable