Randy Moves from One San Diego Landmark to Another

I may not have a braided chain made of finest silver from the north of Spain, but I'm definitely a fine girl. Unlike the girl in the song, I had a tough start to my life. I lived with someone who was barely able to care for herself, and she knew she had to give me up when I got pregnant and gave birth to a stillborn kitten. Some of the rest of them didn't make it, but thanks to The Rescue House, some of them did. Now that my kittens are ready to live their own life, I'm ready for a happy life on my own. As you'd suspect from a cat that lived outside, I love playing with mouse toys. After all, it's how I got to eat! Now I'm inside, I like to observe what's happening around the home when I play with them and love hearing about how cute it is.  Come visit me and see if you decide I'm a fine enough girl for you to want to take me home.

Howdy, everyone. I've hunkered down here at The Cat Cafe for a long time. I've become friends with all of the cats who have been here since I arrived in the spring as well as the people. But I'd love to find a home of my own.  Give me that home, where there's another active and playful cat, and I will quickly become friends with them. Every single cat I've interacted with becomes friends with me. I'm enjoying my time here, but I'd sure like to stroll onto a bed in a home of my own.

I was here for a while but when I went to get a dental, the doctors discovered that my teeth needed more work than they thought initially. I went back to a foster home to recover, and when that happened, I came back to the clowder. It didn't take much time for me to start getting back to my active ways. You can see I've scaled the eight foot palm here and I'm looking for the toy that lured me to the top to come back so I can attack it.  My ears will always be too big for my head and my tail will be too long for my body. I think it's cute. How about you?

I was fighting for survival as a pregnant cat in Tijuana. Someone saw me, and got help so that I could cross the border and give birth to my kittens in a place where we could all thrive. After raising my kittens, I joined the clowder here at The Cat Cafe.  My time living outside and making sure I could keep the kittens in my womb safe means that I take a while to shed my caution. But when I do, I'll give you head bonks if you stretch your hand out. And my cute little meow is a sign I'm happy with you. Take the time to get to know me and maybe I'll sail into your heart and your home.

Cats like me are known for our incredible reflexes. We make even the fastest humans look slow. And those reflexes were required for me to survive living near a freeway. When kind people came to take care of a colony and get us fixed, they noticed how much I like people. They decided to give me a chance at a much less dangerous life inside.  Don't get me wrong. I still like to stalk and "kill" toys and show you how fast I am. But it's a lot safer doing it here. Get me going, and you might see me scale the eight foot tall palm or hop up onto another high spot where I can observe things. I'd like to write the last chapter in my story from highway to home. Maybe you can help me?

It's fitting that a bonded pair of brothers who were found under the hood of a car like to rev up the purr motor when we get comfortable with you. After a kind person got us fixed and let us live in the garage, we came here. It took a while before we started to venture out, but now we will talk to visitors when we want attention.  If you hear an insistent meow from up high, it's probably us. Give us some time, though, and we'll come down for pets and give you head bonks. And yes, that purr motor will rev right up. If you're looking to give two boys a home, we're happy to join you.

My two years of life have been a hard one so far. Someone abandoned me outside and since I wasn't neutered, I ended up getting in a lot of tussles. That's why I have a cauliflower ear. On top of that, I suffered a leg injury that resulted in my left leg getting so damaged that the doctors decided to amputate it to give me a better life.  Now that I'm inside, that doesn't matter. I sometimes forget that I'm missing that leg and topple over when I try to stand on my hind legs. And when I grab on to a kick toy, you'll see me want to start kicking with the missing leg. The people here think it's cute. And I enjoy entertaining them. Come see me and see if you want me to amble into your home.

The Rescue House doesn't know how I ended up in a colony of cats that were being fed, but what they do know is that my time there resulted in me getting a cauliflower ear due to the fights I got into. And that wasn't the worst of it. I injured my leg so badly that the doctors decided it was better to remove it.  Despite all of this, I love getting chin scratches and pets. And when I get to know you, I'll follow you around. When I do that, you'll see that I may have one less leg than most cats, but I get around just fine. Come see me and maybe you'll decide that my battle scars are what makes me the perfect cat for you.

When we turned up at a colony of cats that are being fed by kind people, we stood out immediately because of how friendly we are. Most of the cats there tolerate people. We came right over to talk to the person who was feeding us. That's why we went to a foster home for The Rescue House and came here.  And that personality that got us inside is on full display here. We were in the cat room within minutes of arriving, entertaining visitors. We haven't slowed down since we arrived, other than for our needed naps to recharge. They don't call them cat naps for nothing. But don't worry, once we relax for a while, we'll be up and about and maybe if you're lucky we'll claim your lap for ours.