“Hi, I’m Norman! Norman I am! Am I Norman? Yes I am! I’m a slightly fluffy black and white fellow. I’m friendly, and I know who I am. I have studied myself and discovered that I’m a fine, self-assured guy who doesn’t get rattled nor excited about silliness. I know what’s worth fussing about – and what isn’t. An empty food bowl is worth a fuss; a bus outside the window is not. Now, on the other hand, if the bus is inside the window….”

“I think I’m a year or two in age, and I’m told I was found living outdoors – a “stray”, so to speak. I’m very pleased to be here at Feline Rescue. I am enjoying the peace, quiet, safety, warmth, and, especially, the food. Good food that just sits in the bowl and waits to be eaten is really good food.”

“I’d have even more peace and quiet to enjoy if that Pirate guy would stop dancing on my roof. Thinks he’s a fiddler or something. I tried to grab his tail, but it got away. Settle down, fella, settle down – enjoy some peace and serenity with Norman!”

“I like people; most people have been good to me. I’d love to have my very own special people or person, someone who will let me sit in a lap and take a snooze. I think Norman Rockwell would have painted me for the cover of a relaxing magazine. I’m a 1950s sort of guy – simple, quiet, would perch on a stool at an ice cream parlor – or in your kitchen. I prefer fried chicken to sushi; the fish is OK, but ugh to the seaweed – ugh!”

“In my humble opinion, you need a fine, peaceful, thoughtful slightly fluffy black and white cat guy in your life. I just think you do, preferably one named Norman who purrs like a gentleman. Would that be me? Just might be – how about $120 to cover my room and board? I will share my peace with you.”