Newspaper

"Newspaper", yes that's my name! I look like I should be a white cat but I rolled in newspaper and got the ink all over my coat! Quite fitting seeing as I started my life on the streets. I was rescued at 10 weeks of age and had been fending for myself. I now realise humans are pretty cool but it took me a while. I'm nervous when I meet new people and if there's too much noise but as long as there's either lots of toys to play with or a soft warm lap to lie on then I'm happy. Just give me some time to get to trust you and we will be just fine. Most suited to a quiet household