“Hi!! I’m friendly, very friendly, and I talk a lot. Even so, I don’t know how to explain myself. I’m named for an ancient Persian warlord, and I have a child named Donut. I’m a kitten mama, but my kitten is now a well-built black and white guy. Oh, my! Come play with me because I like to play. Donut may be all full growed, but mama wants to play. Woawoh!”

“Did I mention that I’m a tortie? A small tortie with excellent fur – and I bounce. If I could figure out how to bounce in one of those bounce houses without getting my claws stuck – and letting the air out, I surely would. I’m so friendly – and so charming, and I am ready to explore your place – all of it. I may be a mama, but I’m only about 3 years old. Oh, and I’m an equal opportunity furball – whatever you’re wearing, I have plenty of colors to blend in – and also plenty that won’t. Woawoh!”

“Well, well, well! What do I sniff on the other side of this door? What do I see on the other side of this door? A fine and friendly gentleman caller with a curled up ear! Never saw someone wink with his ear before! He looks nice…He sniffs nice….I think he might like me. I think I might like him back. Woawoh!”

“OK, I’m not an ancient Persian warlord – but I might be Wonder Woman. I’d rather play than fight – wonder if the fellow with the winking ear has some toys. We could play together. Did I mention that I like toys? I’m hoping for a new forever person. I had a good one, but she crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Looking for someone at least as good – maybe someone with a bounce house?”

“That someone could be you! I’m neither a warlord nor a Persian – but my name is Xerxes, and I have a son named Donut. Woawah! Oh, my! Come to play; bring $120 to adopt me. I am Xerxes; listen for me!”