Cheeto

Hi, my name is Cheeto, and I am a lover, not a fighter! I was found on the streets with my brother Oreo, who is my best friend! I don’t understand why there would ever be cat fights?

My foster sister was in a bit of a mood and smacked me a few times on my cheek. I rolled around, gave her my other cheek and squinted in preparation for her next smack as she raised her paw. That seemed to satisfy my foster sister because she then just walked away… and I still love her! I love getting belly scratches and sleeping belly up, because no one will ever think to attack my nice soft belly… right? I also love my toy feather! I play so hard and long that I’ll start panting and my foster mum has to take it away so I can calm down again.

My foster mum says I’m the gentlest cat ever, the only time I am a killing machine (I think) is when I see bugs! I chatter while I focus and home in on the kill! My foster mum says its ok when I don’t catch it, I still have chubby little legs and I will get better as I become a big boy. My foster mum says my new parents or furry siblings in my new home will fall in love with me instantly because I’m a smoochy boy.

(Please note: all our cats kittens are adopted as inside only)

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