My name is Alaska!

Meet Alaska – Your Future Lap-Warmer, Laundry Supervisor and full-time goofball!

Hello, I’m Alaska: a stunning snow-white gentleman with one glorious, flaming-orange tail that curls over my back like a husky who forgot he’s supposed to be a cat.

Life didn’t start easy for me. Someone left me behind, and survived on pilferd dog kibble when a kind family spotted me. I enjoyed playing and affectionately head butting the kids (ages 7-10.) I’m basically a professional cuddler who moonlights as a cat.

If affection were an Olympic sport, I’d have all the gold medals. I greet you with chirps and head boops, follow you from room to room like your fluffy white shadow, and consider any lap within a five-foot radius my personal throne. At night I’ll curl up right against your heart and purr so loudly you’ll wonder if a tiny motorcycle moved in.

Playtime? Absolutely! But my true passion? Fresh, clean laundry. It’s best when it’s piled high and not folded - I’m sprawled across the pile for a victorious nap!

I also have a charming obsession with dripping faucets. Catch me perched on the bathroom sink, delicately batting at the water like I’m conducting my own private symphony. A little fountain or a slow-dripping tap and I’m in heaven.

The Single Meow: I have exactly one dramatic “MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP” I save for special occasions—like when my food bowl is only 90% full or when you’ve been reading instead of petting me for six entire minutes.

Alaska is neutered, vaccinated, healthy, and ready to love his new family with every ounce of his big marshmallow heart. If you’re looking for a cat who thinks “personal space” is a myth and that every day is Bring Your Cat to Work Day, I’m your boy.

Come meet me. I promise the first head boop will melt you on the spot—and I’ve already picked out the perfect spot on your couch (and your laundry pile) with your name on it.
Love, Alaska ❄️��

P.S. Alaska gets along with the foster’s adult cats and loves his scratching post!.