Roly Poly Roams Through The Cat Room
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?


My sister and I were fixtures at The Cat Cafe for a couple of months before she got sick and needed to be isolated from me and the rest of the cats. Before that happened, we were bonded and were supposed to go home together. While she recovered, I had to be away from her and when I learned to live without her, I was able to come back to The Cat Cafe on my own. I'm a playful boy who loves to chase around wand toys and give my chirp meow to people I like. Once I'm done playing, I love to curl up and take a nap in a sunny spot. Don't worry, though. If I do that, you're still welcome to pet me as long as you stick to my head and shoulders.

I was dumped by horrible people in a colony of cats where kind people help with TNR and feeding. While it was okay for me as far as surviving, I didn't like it. I really wanted to go back to a place that I could call home, and that definitely wasn't outside. When the people feeding the cats had the chance to get me to The Rescue House, that's exactly what happened for me. You may see little scratches on me. That's because I'm an inquisitive and strong cat, and sometimes it means that I get my paws or head stuck in doors and have to back out. This means you'll have to be careful to make sure I can't escape to the outside if you take me home. I like it here, but I'd love a home of my own where my silly personality and interesting meow can entertain you.

I was living outside and the people who took care of the colony where I lived noticed how friendly I was. They felt sad that a cat like me was spending his life outside instead of being a loved family member in a home. That's why the got me to The Rescue House. After spending some time in a foster home, I came here. I quickly started showing everyone how mellow and calm I am. One of the cats who I lived in the foster home with came here, and she would entertain herself by wrapping herself around my neck and rabbit kicking me. I didn't mind it at all. Come and meet me and see if there's room for my big body and big heart in your home.








