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Percy
One day I decided that I needed a third indoor-only kitty. I was very particular about the kind of cat that I wanted: had to be a female, couldn’t have a drop of Siamese blood coursing through its veins, had to be a kitten. I searched around at a number of area shelters over a 2-week period and saw a number of good candidates. Though I’m usually impulsive about such things, no one really seemed quite right.

Then I found myself at PAWS. I was looking in the cages when my sister calls out, "PERSIAN!" (she knew what a sucker I was for them). I walked over to the cage and inside was the rattiest cat I had ever seen. The staff had cut the many mats out of his fur, and his back end was covered in feces (he couldn’t have a bath because he’d just been neutered). As it turned out, he had just come off his stray hold that very day. He meowed at me and we took him into the meeting room, even in his miserable state he head-butted me, mewed softly, and charmed me with his baby blue eyes. I wound up adopting the scruffiest, smelliest cat in the place…who was a male, Himalayan adult (so much for my rules!). Once I got him home, bathed, and on a high fiber diet he became the clean, fat, fluffy boy that he was meant to be. I feel lucky to have found this precious, furry diamond in the rough, and I can’t imagine my life without him.
I am forever thankful the staff at PAWS and the person who brought in this sweet stray cat. Thank you for delivering him to me!
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