When foster mama got me I weighed only 2lbs at 4-5 months old. You could feel every single bone in my body. I had puncture wounds on all my legs that were badly infected. I was covered head to toe in fleas and flea dirt. I was a real mess. I was so emaciated, anemic, and dehydrated I couldn't even stand or lift my head. Foster mama wasn't even sure I would survive. After weeks of treatment I'm now a chunky healthy boy weighing in at 6lbs!
Now I'm starting my search for a forever home. Due to growing up in a feral colony I am shy at first and will need someone who is willing to give me the time I need to trust someone new. I am never mean just very scared with new people. Once I am comfortable I am a sweet, playful, purring cuddle bug!
I have something called FIV (feline immunodeficiency virus). I can live a long healthy life just like any other kitty. I need to stay inside and stay current on vaccines because FIV challenges my immune system. But I can live with other animals (even cats!). FIV is only transmitted to other cats through mating (I am neutered!) Or serious bite wounds (I am a lover, not a fighter!) Please don't be afraid of my FIV and give me a chance at a furever home off the streets.
Love and purrs,
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