I suppose as I’d better wake up from my nap; it looks as though a human has come to visit me. I so very much like to be visited by humans. I think it’s been a while since I’ve made new friends, and I certainly would like to do so. Pardon me while I strrreetch myself out and exercise my neatly clipped claws. Ah, I’m waking….Would you like to pet me? Feel how nice and grey and warm and cat-like I am?

 

Some disclosures and explanations: I am not a doctor. If you need medical attention, you’ll do better with Missee over there. She looks like she might be wearing a nurse’s outfit. I also don’t   think I’m Russian, much less Russian Blue. It’s possible, but look closely: I think – I sneaked a peek at my reflection in the glass – that I am more silver than blue, even more silver than grey. I think it’s possible that I am sufficiently metallic that I glow in the dark. Want to hang around with me and spend the night and find out? (How’s that for a pick-up line? Did I get me a person with that one?)

 

Allow me to talk a little further about me – Zhivago is my name despite the disclaimers. Here’s some real truth: I am mellow, laid back, and dignified. I know who I am and what I want: love, my home, food, and that fake yellow tail hanging up there. Looks like some poor cat got stuck in the furniture, doesn’t it? But, see, I give it a swat, and nobody shrieks. So it must be fake – that, and the fact that I’ve never met a lemon-colored cat. Have you?

 

You know, that’s most of the talking that a laid-back, relaxed, comfortable in his skin cat like me can do in one day. If you’ll take me home with you, I’ll tell you more. One more little thing now: sometimes, I hear old railroading songs running through my mind – “Rock Island Line”, “Wabash Cannonball”, “I’ve Been Working on the Railroad”. I’ve no idea why I hear them, but I know this: I hear them in English, not Russian. So, I don’t think I’ve been riding the Siberian Express. And I don’t want to. I just want to go home with you, be your cat, strrreetch my long legs out, and say, “Ahhh, I am home.”

 

Sound good to you? It does to me. How about $100 and Zhivago – who may glow in the dark – will happily come home with you.

PS: I currently reside at THE ADOPTION CENTER (not in foster care). If you can't stop in but would like to know more about me, please call 651-642-5900, ext.3. Thanks!

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