Today I went to PAWS to check out the kitties and sadly, the pretty girl and I did not match up as well as I’d hoped. Apparently she’d been a stray and she must have been out on the streets for a while because she was very stringy and very thin. She was also not quite the personality I’d been hoping for.
So Kris (my friend who took me there) and I started from square one. One feisty boy kept drawing my attention but he was already spoken for – however in one of the lower cages there was almost his exact twin – about one month younger, who was lazing about in his bed. After some coaxing he came forward and I asked to meet him in a separate room.
He’s perfect, folks. He curled right up in my arms and laid his head right down in the palm of my hand – and just stayed there. When I lifted him a bit he stretched out and put his head on my shoulder – and he is a purrrrrmobile. Apparently he’d been left at the shelter in their outside box a few days before. He’s intelligent too – he knew exactly what was happening when they came in to take him back to the cage (he has to be checked out by the vet on Monday then I pick him up Monday afternoon).
He’s perfect. Meet Sergei.
