OK - yes, it was impulsive, but home didn't seem like home without a cat roaming around. So to the shelter Liam and I went and fell in love with a torty cat. Liam named her after a character in a book. She is young, but had a litter, so she's mellow. She sniffed around for about an hour, then settled down on the couch like she's always been here. Didn't even bat an eyelash at the dogs. It's amazing. And tonight, she settled in at the end of Liam's bed. A darn good fit, I'd say.