I was born outside to a feral Mom with my brother Finnley. Our sister was caught early. We hid for safety. I would run to the sidewalk when my foster Mom came to feed us with my tail fluffed up I was so excited. I went into the carrier easily and was quiet all the way to her house. I hid in the heated garage. About two weeks later my brother joined me. When I was spayed we moved into the house. I hid in the closet as well but came out for canned food. I’m not as shy as Finnley. I’m more independent and I’m the first one to check out anything new…toys included. I love to lay on the scratching post looking out the window, playing with toys and giving my brother a run for his money. I love Fancy Feast Gravy Lovers turkey and chicken, meowing softly and purring as soon as the can opens. I love hard treats with soft fillings inside but nothing fishy. I am attached to Finnley but I would be ok without him. He’s more attached to me than I am to him. Typical needy male whereas I’m an independent girl. Did I mention we are both scarred of the dreaded vacuum cleaner?!!