Smudge Strolls Into The Clowder at The Cat Cafe
My mother was found outside very pregnant with me and my brother Purrl. We ended up being raised in a foster home for The Rescue House. After we were weaned, we came to The Cat Cafe to find a home.
I'm the more demonstrative of us two sibling. Flick the wand toy towards me and pull it away and I'll attack it for you. I also love to sit next to people whose company I enjoy so that I can receive pets. And I'll purr when the pets make me extra happy.
I need to go to a place where there's another active and playful cat, and my brother Purrl would be the perfect one to go with me.


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.








