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Heinz – The Young Tabby Drama King Who Believes Starvation Is Imminent
Heinz is a sleek, perfectly striped classic brown tabby with the most soulful eyes ever bestowed upon a cat. Quiet 90% of the day, he spends his time lounging like a Victorian gentleman recovering from the vapors… until he suspects the food bowl might be late. Then the silence shatters with a single, tragic, operatic “MRRROOOOOWWWW” that echoes like a ghost mourning lost love. Translation: “Hello? I have been abandoned. Again. For the third time today.”
He’s only slightly playful (emphasis on slightly). A wand toy waved at the right moment will earn one dignified pounce, maybe two, followed by a slow-motion roll and a look that says, “I meant to do that.” Most of the time he’d rather supervise your activities from the nearest high perch, occasionally deigning to bat at a stray feather when he thinks you’re not watching.
Petting rules are simple:
- During mealtime? Yes, please—head scratches, chin rubs, full back strokes—anything goes while the sacred kibble and wet food flows.
- Any other time? He’ll sit still and allow exactly three polite strokes, then give you the most disappointed side-eye and slowly back away as if you’ve personally offended his ancestors.
Picking him up? That’s a hard no. Heinz prefers to remain a ground-dwelling creature with dignity intact, thank you very much.
He’s never been formally introduced to other cats, but when the zoomie crew races past his kennel he watches with relaxed ears and zero drama. We suspect he’d be perfectly fine sharing space with another calm, non-pushy cat who respects the sanctity of scheduled mourning meows.
Heinz is looking for a quiet, patient home where meals arrive on time (or early), where affection is offered on his terms, and where someone appreciates the dramatic arts. Give him routine, a sunny windowsill for brooding, and a human who understands that sometimes love sounds like a single tragic aria at 6:02 p.m.
Come meet Heinz. He’s already composing his next heartbreaking solo about how long it’s been since breakfast (four whole hours).
Visitors to the shelter are by appointment only and after a form has been submitted online:
https://www.marshmallowfoundation.org/forms/
Heinz – The Young Tabby Drama King Who Believes Starvation Is Imminent
Heinz is a sleek, perfectly striped classic brown tabby with the most soulful eyes ever bestowed upon a cat. Quiet 90% of the day, he spends his time lounging like a Victorian gentleman recovering from the vapors… until he suspects the food bowl might be late. Then the silence shatters with a single, tragic, operatic “MRRROOOOOWWWW” that echoes like a ghost mourning lost love. Translation: “Hello? I have been abandoned. Again. For the third time today.”
He’s only slightly playful (emphasis on slightly). A wand toy waved at the right moment will earn one dignified pounce, maybe two, followed by a slow-motion roll and a look that says, “I meant to do that.” Most of the time he’d rather supervise your activities from the nearest high perch, occasionally deigning to bat at a stray feather when he thinks you’re not watching.
Petting rules are simple:
- During mealtime? Yes, please—head scratches, chin rubs, full back strokes—anything goes while the sacred kibble and wet food flows.
- Any other time? He’ll sit still and allow exactly three polite strokes, then give you the most disappointed side-eye and slowly back away as if you’ve personally offended his ancestors.
Picking him up? That’s a hard no. Heinz prefers to remain a ground-dwelling creature with dignity intact, thank you very much.
He’s never been formally introduced to other cats, but when the zoomie crew races past his kennel he watches with relaxed ears and zero drama. We suspect he’d be perfectly fine sharing space with another calm, non-pushy cat who respects the sanctity of scheduled mourning meows.
Heinz is looking for a quiet, patient home where meals arrive on time (or early), where affection is offered on his terms, and where someone appreciates the dramatic arts. Give him routine, a sunny windowsill for brooding, and a human who understands that sometimes love sounds like a single tragic aria at 6:02 p.m.
Come meet Heinz. He’s already composing his next heartbreaking solo about how long it’s been since breakfast (four whole hours).
Visitors to the shelter are by appointment only and after a form has been submitted online:
https://www.marshmallowfoundation.org/forms/
