My name is Tony (c2025)!

Hi. I’m Tony.

I'm only two years old. Ruggedly handsome. Ears that tell a story. A heart that’s still learning how to trust again.

Let’s get this out of the way: I’m not your instant best-friend, in-your-face, “love me!!!” kind of cat. I’m more of a slow-burn, “watch from across the room and decide if you’re cool” type. But once I decide you’re good people? I melt. Completely.

I arrived at my current foster home back in early November, and I wouldn’t even sit near my foster mom. Now I climb onto the couch, curl up next to her, and fall asleep on her hand because it makes me feel safe. I even sit on her lap sometimes, but only because I chose it. (It’s all about the choices.)

Sudden movements still spook me a bit, but I’m working on it. I want to trust, you can see it in the way I peek around corners, inch forward, and eventually flop next to you for chin rubs and those magical head scratches.

Strangers? I’ll hide at first. But give me some time and a little quiet, and I’ll come out to say hello. I even let them give me pets, which is a big deal. For me, at least.

Let’s talk likes and dislikes:
✔ Love: chin scratches, head pets, brushing, cozy naps, food, curling up right against my human
✖ Nope: being picked up, fast hands, loud chaos, and anyone expecting me to be brave on day one or even after week one.

I’m a simple guy, feed me morning and night, give me a scratch pad, provide me with a space I can claim as my personal property, and I’m golden. I’ll even tell you when I’m hungry. (I’m polite, but not silent.)

What I want most?
A calm, gentle home with one or two humans who understand that trust takes time… and that a shy cat choosing you is one of the greatest compliments in the world. No small kids, no pets, just me and you learning each other at our own pace.

I promise you this: once I feel safe, once I believe you’re mine, I’ll be the sweetest, softest, most endearing boy you’ve ever met.

If you’re patient, I’ll give you my whole heart.
Love, Tony