Lady Bug
Boy, do I have a story to tell the interviewer lady (IL), as soon as I get back to the shelter! Right now, I have landed in a "pot of jam" foster home! I moved in with my foster mom (FM) on December 26, so I am still getting to know her. I am 13-years, 9-months old, a smallish brown tabby, already spayed and litter box trained. I first arrived at the shelter as a three-month-old kitten. I was adopted on September 19, 2012. The weird thing is, I turned up as a stray cat on November 15, 2025. So where have I been all this time? Who knows? When I arrived the second time, I was fearful, nervous, and stressed by the unfamiliar people and places. However, since being with my FM, I have been gradually opening up to her and showing off my skills at using the litterbox without fail, accepting pets on my head, and getting scratches on my chin. FM believes I am more fearful than I am unfriendly. The secret to succeeding with me is patience and understanding. I no longer hide all the time and even follow her around, sitting at her feet and meowing for her attention. FM told the IL that I am a complete sweetheart, never hissing, swatting, or exhibiting any bad behaviors. I am very adept at grooming, especially my face, which FM says is cute! I have a healthy appetite for all the food I'm given. I especially enjoy crunchy treats when they are tossed near my feet. I have not yet shown lap-cat tendencies, but FM says it's just a matter of time, love, and patience. Believe me, I am grateful to be back with the HSHC and in my foster home. My future is looking up! 1-1-26