Party

This litter of five came into our rescue and their foster home on HOMECOMING weekend! Nothing makes high school teens happier than football. Ooops – I meant felines! Though it was crazy busy and full of excitement everyone did their part to make it work. We aptly named Mama HoCo and each little one, after her.

Hiiiiiiii! I’m Party – at first I was a frightened little girl but soon I started living up to my name and actually became the life of it! My foster mom says I’m gonna be the first one adopted because every time someone picks me up I immediately “mew” just once, as if to say … thanks! I’m the leader of the food patrol -and with Siamese in my blood, I don’t think twice about telling anyone and everyone who will listen. “Guys you hungry? Well … I am. Let’s go let someone know … follow me!”

Look how cute my little black nose is … isn’t it kissable? Sit still for just a minute and I’ll take up the spot right next to you – I’m down for a good snuggle, trust me. Wanna know the absolute bestest thing? I CHIRP when I’m really, really happy – my foster fam thinks it’s the cutest thing ever, and I’m just sure you will too! Please choose me … I’m longing for a furrever home I’ll thrive in.