My name is Miss Kitty!

I’m Ms. Kitty, a 13-pound vision of loveliness sprawled on my side, showing off my built-in mittens like the star I am.

I didn’t always live a life where a lady could relax like this. My past… well, let’s just say it wasn’t soft, or gentle, or deserving of someone like me. But I made it out. And every day I choose to live in the sunshine instead of the shadows.

These days, I’ve found my rhythm. I love to roll on my back — yes, like a pup — belly on full display, asking for rubs from the humans I deem worthy. I enjoy witty banter, long naps, and showing the world my voluptuous beauty.

I’m also a polydactyl queen, which means I have extra toes that look like cozy winter mittens. My paws start snowy white and melt into buff as they go up my arms. If couture designers knew about me, I’d have a whole collection named after these paws alone.

I love companionship, especially from respectful cats and polite older kids who understand that love — at least with me — happens on my schedule. I’ve even been promoted to hallway greeter at the shelter because I’m that charming. I take my job seriously and greet visitors like the fabulous hostess I am.

If you’re looking for a cat who survived the worst, blossomed into the best, and now wants a peaceful, loving home, I’m right here — mittens out, belly ready, heart open.