Just look it me. Clearly, I am a Queen.
Do you want to live with royalty? Here are my demands:
1. Please remove all dogs from the planet. If that is not feasible, then I will settle with living in a dog-free home. I will reserve the right to glare at your neighbor’s dogs when the whim takes me. BWT: The whim will always take me because I HATE dogs.
2. I would like a quiet house where humans adore me and treat me like the monarch I am. Even though I am Royalty, I am still a benevolent ruler and you can continue to live in your house. I will however, be commandeering half the bed, the arm of the couch and the space directly under your feet while you are preparing my dinner.
3. I like to be brushed. It is important for a Monarch to look her best at all times. Please look at my picture again. Aren’t I the prettiest girl? You will tell me that I am pretty at lease 5 times a day.
4. I need several scratching posts placed around the house. I like to stretch and sharpen my claws. You might have to remind me to use the scratching post if I accidently scratch on the couch. I am busy ruling, this makes a girl forgetful sometimes.
5. I feel the need to escort you to every room in your house. How do I do this? I somehow figure out where you are going and then I walk directly in front of your feet, in a serpentine fashion so that you cannot step around me, at an approximate rate of 1 step per 2 seconds. This will make you feel as if you walking in a parade no matter where you go in hour house. You are welcome. Parades are so much fun.
6. I would like a cat pal, but I get along best with male cats or with my daughter Blue. She is a princess. You will love her nearly as much as you love me. She is considerably goofier however.
7. I get along best with male cats (except for my daughter). I don’t want any other competition for my Royal Companion
8. I hate going to the MCSPCA adoption events almost as much as I hate dogs. I will be a very disagreeable girl when I am shown at these events. I will hiss at you and try to nip your fingers if you try to pet me. For this reason, I am also shown at my home, when I know my rule is unquestioned.
Here are my vital statistics. Was born 2010 and was saved from a high kill shelter in Kentucky, along with my kitten, with only hours to spare (being Royalty is a dangerous occupation). I have perfect litter box manners. Adopt me, and perhaps Kentucky Blue, and know what it is like to live amongst the upper crust. That is all. You are dismissed.
To adopt you must first complete an adoption application and either come to an
adoption event or arrange to meet the cat in its foster home. We do not do same day adoptions so, generally, we can only adopt within the Washington, D.C. metropolitan area.
