LUNCH (Male)

I arrived at the shelter in a plastic bag and was given to a volunteer before my 'donor' escaped out of the gate. The volunteer thought I was something nice to eat (hence my name) but I am just something nice to hold and play with. There are lots of kittens here at the shelter but I am really too mature for them. They play and I watch them play. I like it when we get visitors as they always seem to want to hold and cuddle me. 

Hurrah, I've found a home with a couple of nice animal friends who live on the island. The food I get at my new joint is the soft cat food and not mixed with rice - ah bliss! They promised I can go back to the DRCS any time.