I am a cat that was very sad… the day my owner didn’t come home. I looked for her for days. My foster mommy says that she was in a car accident and died. I don’t quite know what that means. But all I know is that I want a family to call my own. My foster mom was told that it would be easier on me if I found my forever home quickly so I could start to bond with them and not have to start over on the bonding process. I have adjusted very quickly here in my foster home… everyone who meets me, falls in love with me.  I am a very lovable guy that loves to be pet, scratched and rubbed. I do great with new people, children, cats and dogs. I cannot be housed with other male cats though because I have been known to spray. Eventually my foster mom will start to introduce me to male cats to see if this is true. I have sniffed under the door of a room here that does have male cats in it and I have not done anything wrong.

If you want entertainment I am the guy for you. I enjoy looking for places to jump and then do it. Here in my foster mom’s home she has showed me which routes she would like me to take so I don’t go on the counter. I also enjoy opening and closing drawers and cabinets. I have watched everyone here open the refrigerator but haven’t figured out that yet.

The squirt bottle works great for me and I know exactly what it means when it is picked up. I also respond with a meow and a yowl when I am told no. I do know what that means.