Change this animal’s life today!
|Status:||Available for adoption|
|Animal Type(s):||Cats & Kittens|
|Approx. date of birth:||May 2017|
|Spayed / Neutered:||Yes|
|Good with kids:||Older children only|
|Good with dogs:||Yes|
|Good with cats:||Yes|
What does Mittens stand for:
You may call me Mr. Mittens. I am a little guy with a big personality and a whole lot of attitude. If you are not ready to play hard, have your legs attacked out of no where and cuddle when I say so, then you cannot handle Mr. Mittens.
I finally broke out of the big house. They thought they could hold me but Mr. Mittens cannot be contained. I had surgery done on my back left leg to help with a break I sustained. Some how the miracle workers at the vet clinic put a tiny plate and tiny screws into my back end somewhere. That’s crazy! I feel a little bit like a bionic kitty now. They kept telling me to slow down and said I needed rest but with my leg fixed up I feel on top of the world. I like to do my own thing and follow my own rules. The first few days at my new place were interesting. I met some dogs which at first I was afraid of but when I seen they didn’t care about me I realized they aren’t so bad. They have these big fluffy tails that are lots of fun the attack. Then there were the other cats. Boy oh boy that was traumatic. One of them tried to touch me! Well I reacted the only way I knew how, by laying on the ground screaming at the top of my lungs. It worked for a bit but that darn girl just wouldn’t leave me alone. She’s young like me and we are starting to play and like each other more each day. A home with another young, playful, laid back one would be ideal. Small children are a definite no. I still have some healing to do so having kids packing me around like I hear they do won’t do me any good. Oh and the fact that I like to play a bit rough. I can attack you and your hand for hours. I’m quite feisty. My foster mom thinks I was separated from my mom to early because I cry to be held and when she picks me up I kneed and suck on her shirt. Foster mom hopes I’m healing ok because slowing me down is a bit of a chore. She helps stretch my leg and tries to cuddle me lots to stop me from running to much. Life is good so far and I know there are still new and exciting things waiting for me. More healing and a recheck are in the near future.
Update: I am loving being a foster brother to these little kittens!