Patches

I hiss. I swat. I hide. I stay tucked away where nobody can see me and hope the world will just slow down for a minute.

But not very long ago, I had a mom and a home and a life that made sense. Then everything changed.

My mom had to move into assisted living, and I lost the only world I have ever known. I do not understand why I am here. I do not understand why everything smells different or why people keep expecting me to be brave right away.

Right now, I am in a foster home because the shelter was just too overwhelming for me. Mostly, I hide. I keep to myself. I am not mean. I am not broken. I am scared.

My mom said I used to be a sweet boy. I lived with other cats before and did just fine. I spent most of my life going indoor and outdoor in a monitored environment, but because I am declawed, I am not a good fit for a working cat home.

What I really need is someone willing to adopt me and give me time. Maybe you have a quiet room, a garage, a shop, or a peaceful little corner where I can stay hidden until I feel safe again. I do not need much. Just patience, kindness, and the chance to figure out that I am okay.

Maybe one day I will come out and show you who I used to be.

Right now, I just need someone willing to love me through the hard part.

Because Patches is currently in a foster home, he is not available to meet at the shelter. If you think you might have the right quiet home for him, please call and ask for Kat to learn more or set up a meeting.