It was a cold, gray Saturday. I was living on the streets of St Paul, skinny, and dirty. I saw a door open, and I ran in. I jumped into an open kennel and wolfed down as much food as I could. (Can you blame a guy, it had been ages since I'd eaten last!!) Somehow or other, I'd wandered into a place called Feline Rescue. I have to admit, it's the smartest move I ever made! After they cleaned me up, they found a handsome grey and white tabby.
The first few weeks were difficult for me - I had to learn manners, but slowly I started to turn into a pussycat. Some of the volunteers here say I'd look perfect in a black leather jacket and a motorcycle helmet, but that's just an act. You have to act tough on the street, but I like to think of myself as the Marlon Brando type - tough on the outside, softie on the inside.
My long-term goal is to find a place of my own with a sunny window and maybe a bit of catnip now and then. A fellow has to have some fun, doesn't he???
Come on down and visit when you get a chance. I'll be sitting in the window, or napping somewhere overhead.
My adoption fee is $90.

For more information about Feline Rescue, Inc. and a complete listing of our available cats, go to the Feline Rescue website. If you'd like to hear more Feline Rescue stories and see more pictures of our cats, check out the Feline Rescue Blog!