...perfered that it was someone here on the fourms... that might be able to watch a cat for a bit?
The whole thing is pretty lengthy, but what comes down is that I'm trying to keep myself off of the streets. And I have until June 1st to do so. It may mean me moving back in with my Dad and his -cough-wife-cough shiver and twich- but they won't let me take Jase; my 6 month old kitty. I'm trying to get the damned paper work to get him all snipped up and all, and is an indoor cat.
The reason why I'm terrofied for him is because he's pretty much my furry son. ...who is terrorizing a large box right now. He loves boxes, attention, and being kept up to date on what your doing. Extreamly smart, as in he'll yell at me if I don't tell him 'hello' when I get home after a half hour of me being home. He likes velvet-fuzzy blankets too.
I adopted him at maybe a month or so old from Vancouver Mall/Westfeild Shopping Center because someone abandoned a whole box of kittens out in the 32 degree weather back in November of last year. He was the last of two male kittens, and he RAN to me when we opened the door. I'll die if I have to put him into a shelter. Because I'm totally gonna want him back. 100% positive of it. It's killin' me that I can't find somewhere to live that'll take us both in, to be truthful, but if he's fine I can live for him (and Washu too!).
I can go into further detail, but I'd rather not do that in the open this one time. I guess you can call it a message for help, or just someone tryin to find their son a home. I can send pictures to via cell phones if people want to see him too.
Thanks for at least reading this, if nothing else. Any and all help is welcomed, and bonus points if it keeps us together. <3
