Four or five years ago, my husband gave me the best Christmas present, a trip to the local animal rescue shelter so that I could adopt an orange kitty. But when I got to the shelter, this gray striped cat named Gigi was so sweet, purring and rubbing her head against me so much, that I had to bring her home, too. It was almost like she picked me instead of the other way around. So I got two kitties for Christmas that year. Gigi is still nice to me, but she hisses and swats frequently at my husband and at our two other cats. Mike says that Gigi is a fraud who fooled us by  pretending to be a sweetie when she was at the shelter.