Letting go of control.

I want to get another cat. I know it's really soon, but I feel like having another cat will not replace, but help me come to terms quicker with the loss of my last one, and plus Lori needs a new companion. The only thing stopping me is my mom. She told me I could get another one, but it has to meet her specifications. I had originally wanted a full grown cat from an animal shelter since I know those are the hardest to adopt out, but she said no way. It had to be a kitten, and it had to be 8wks or younger. She wants a fluffy cat, and a female cat. She also wants it to be a certain color or colors. I showed her what I found on craigslist, and none were good enough for her tastes. It really makes me sick. This will be MY cat, not hers. She told me that as long as I'm living under her house I have to get the kind of cat that she wants, and that when I move out I can get whatever I want. That is such bullcrap. I feel like there's no point in getting a cat that I don't want. She's going to get attached to it seeing as she will be the one picking it out, and I'm sure won't let me leave with it when I move out. It's not fair or right. All I want is closure and to be at peace and right now, neither of those things are happening.