This is my Russian Blue/Tabby mix kitty. I adopted him from a shelter that was closing its doors and planned on putting any remaining animals to sleep. I got there five minutes after they locked the doors and pounded until they let me in. Mouse was twelve weeks old and the sweetest little thing you could ever see. He rode draped across my shoulders the 100+ miles back to my house just purring his head off. But he seldom meows - he's very quiet. And that's why I named him Mouse. He is absolutely one of the most lovable kitties you'll ever meet. The look on his face is his "Why are you taking ANOTHER picture of me?" face.