PORCH is our little tomcat. He apparently showed up on somebody’s porch, after sounds of a catfight were heard the night before. He had scratches all over his face and neck, none serious, but still qualifying him for four months in our quarantine room. He is all healed up now, neutered, and a total love bug. He is about three years old, a handsome orange and white tiger tux dude. He was probably somebody’s kitty once, since he is so friendly. He likes to be patted and then he likes to give little love nips with his sharp little teeth. He is learning to be more gentle, however. He has no problem with being picked up if one asks permission first.
He was initially a little shy, perhaps overwhelmed by his new surroundings. Now he comes out and sits on the cat tree, observing everything. He likes people and seems to be OK with other cats. Let’s find this guy a new home and a new name.