Dunkin wasn’t born at a donut shop, but he might as well have been. One day, this leggy brown tabby just appeared behind a Dunkin’, giving the resident feral cats a lesson in confidence—and humans a lesson in hunger-induced charm. He looked us dead in the eyes and said, “Got snacks?” Then casually strolled into a cat carrier like it was an Uber Eats delivery box.

At the time, Dunkin was unneutered and clearly on some kind of romantic mission—possibly in search of a girlfriend, a croissant, or both. Despite a full-blown detective effort involving posters, phone calls, and a psychic (okay, not the psychic), no one came forward to claim this sweet mystery man.

Now neutered, vetted, and still tall, dark, and tabby, Dunkin is 100% ready to be your breakfast buddy, couch companion, and emotional support tiger. Whether he was lost or left behind, Dunkin’s not looking back—he’s looking for someone who’ll give him the forever home he clearly deserves.  And maybe the occasional munchkin. (He promises not to tell your doctor.)