Cats available for adoption

RipleyHoratioPortiaCheetoPalomaMollyGingerAbbaIndiBuffyTevyaCammieAce
Ripley
 . Ripley .  . Ripley .  . Ripley .  . Ripley .
My history is a little obscure. I think that my people moved away and left me behind. I was pretty dirty, and having trouble finding enough to eat living on my own on the streets. Just when I thought, “How could this be any worse?” it became so. I think it was a car that hit me. I dragged myself onto a driveway and just lay there. My legs and back hurt too much to walk away further. The nice woman who lived there didn’t know what to do, so put out a notice to neighbors. Lots of them came over to help, and one very caring couple took me to the emergency hospital that night for immediate care. My luck changed that day. They work with PZF, and I got to go there for further care. My pelvis was fractured, and my hip joint needed surgery to allow everything to mend so I could get around normally. The neighbors who came together to save me visited me, and donated money to help pay for my hospital bills. After a LONG and painful recovery period, during which I got four meals a day to make up for my “lean” times, I am now back to my young and agile self again. I need no restrictions, and am extremely people-friendly. Especially if you have a dish of food! So, Believe It Or Not, Ripley is a miracle cat waiting for you to take him home. Be the grand finale of his remarkable story.
Horatio
 . Horatio .  . Horatio .  . Horatio .  . Horatio .
  • Siamese, Domestic Short Hair
  • Adult, Male, Medium
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Special Needs
  • Contact us about Horatio
So, you think Siamese cats talk a lot? Well, I chirp and squeak. I was removed from a hoarding and back yard breeding “bust”, and held in the city shelter for over two months. I can’t tell you what I experienced during the part of my life before I was rescued from the hoarder. I was really scared when the PZF people took me in from the shelter. That only lasted about two days. Wow! People are so great! I get belly rubs, chin chucks, and kisses right on the nose. I rush to the front of the cage if someone comes close, and just live for the loving. Well, OK. I am still a tiny bit cautious when I am on the ground and someone comes toward me, but then I roll over for a belly rub, and everything is great. I am extremely gentle and sweet. I have FIV, and that just means that I have a weaker immune system. I can live a normal life, both in quality and duration. Since I am gentle and friendly with other respectful cats, I can live in a home with other cats that do not have FIV, as I would never think of biting. I get along fine with the PZF dog volunteer as well. If you are interested in more information about FIV the folks at PZF are happy to provide it. Do you want a beautiful, kind, loving friend that squeaks and chirps? I’m here waiting on the dance floor for my partner!
Portia
 . Portia .  . Portia .  . Portia .  . Portia .
My people turned me in to the county shelter, but I have NO IDEA why! I have perfect manners, get along with my cat friends, and adore people. I think they just wanted a kitten, and when I grew, they checked me back in like a library book. Well, that is behind me. Moving on… I was starting to get a respiratory infection, and that is a really bad thing to happen in the shelter. The PZF people saw what a sweet cat I am, and arranged to have me come and live with them. After a while, with daily doses of some icky medicine, good food and lots of love and encouragement, I was back to my original healthy self. Once I was able to join the multi-cat housing, I showed my very nice interactive skills. Are you interested in a perfect cat? I am also humble, as all cats are. (Inside joke!) Really, though, I mostly want to have a home of my own again, with people to love, who will also love me as a valued member of their family, which means for all my life, not just a few months. You will fall in love when you spend a little time with me – I am confident, playful and sweet. Who could ask for anything more?
Cheeto
 . Cheeto .  . Cheeto .  . Cheeto .  . Cheeto .
My siblings and I were street kittens. When the PZF volunteer who was helping the people in our neighborhood trap and fix the adults, we were just the right age to be rescued and live our lives as family cats indoors. Wow, were we lucky! I was the most outgoing and brave of the family, but we were all social butterflies, and adopted quickly. After that, I had a very limited life in my new home. The family was too busy to interact much with me during the day. The kids had something scheduled all the time, which usually included needing to be driven and often attending games, and so forth. At night they played with me some, then went to bed. This went on for over a year: my youth to young adulthood. The Mom was especially nice to me, and I liked her when they were at home. Well, I had slept all day, and then wanted some sort of companionship, so I cried. They shut me out, and Dad didn’t want me anymore after a few months of demonstrating my loneliness the only way I could. Mom loved me, but she was at her wit’s end after six months. No sleep, and I just kept crying. I couldn’t get her to understand that I just needed attention and activity more than a little bit in the evening. Now I am back at PZF, and very withdrawn. I can’t figure out what I did wrong to put me in jail. The volunteers are all spending time with me and helping me to see that I am loveable and loved. When I remember this feeling, I am sure I will get my mojo back, and become the charming, interactive orange boy I was. Take a chance, give me love, and I will be yours forever.
Paloma
 . Paloma .  . Paloma .  . Paloma .  . Paloma .
  • Domestic Short Hair, Russian Blue
  • Young, Female, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Prefers home without small kids
  • Contact us about Paloma
I was turned into the shelter as a “stray.” Oh, the humiliation! I was NOT a stray! My fur was clean and beautiful, and I wasn’t dirty or skinny. I was and am gorgeous. Humph! What I was, was scared stiff. I never bit or scratched, but rolled into a little ball when anyone picked me up. The PZF folks got me out because I had a little respiratory infection, and needed some peace and quiet. Within a day, my nose stopped running, and everything was hunky dory. Except I was still pretty scared. After about a week, I decided to come out of my little cage tent and peek around. Then I walked around and jumped up onto the shelf in my cage. Now I am cautious, but do like to be chucked under the chin and have my cheeks rubbed. Still in the cage, please. I am available to go home with someone experienced at helping kitties gain confidence. My sweetness will always remain as my self-confidence builds. Come and meet me – see if you are my Prince/Princess Charming. I will be your Beauty for a lifetime.
Molly
 . Molly .  . Molly .  . Molly .
  • Tuxedo, Domestic Short Hair
  • Baby, Female, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Contact us about Molly
Oh my goodness! There were kittens everywhere at the shelter! At five weeks old, our litter of four was in danger, because so many people had turned in kittens that there were not enough rooms at the inn. They asked PZF if we could go to them and grow some more until they found real forever homes for us. Boy, did we hit the jackpot. We went immediately to a foster home where we could run around, zoom up and down a cat tree, and get loved by the foster family and the little girls who lived next door. It didn’t take long for us to grow; we were so healthy, and got lots of loving and exercise. We use the litter box without error, are fairly tidy for kittens, and eat and drink without fuss. Now we are ready to find our permanent homes. We all play well together, and of course would love to go with a brother or sister to continue our life together. We are social, sweet, and never-ending entertainment.
Ginger
 . Ginger .  . Ginger .  . Ginger .
Oh my goodness! There were kittens everywhere at the shelter! At five weeks old, our litter of four was in danger, because so many people had turned in kittens that there were not enough rooms at the inn. They asked PZF if we could go to them and grow some more until they found real forever homes for us. Boy, did we hit the jackpot. We went immediately to a foster home where we could run around, zoom up and down a cat tree, and get loved by the foster family and the little girls who lived next door. It didn’t take long for us to grow; we were so healthy, and got lots of loving and exercise. We use the litter box without error, are fairly tidy for kittens, and eat and drink without fuss. Now we are ready to find our permanent homes. We all play well together, and of course would love to go with a brother or sister to continue our life together. We are social, sweet, and never-ending entertainment.
Abba
 . Abba .  . Abba .  . Abba .
  • Tabby, Domestic Short Hair
  • Young, Female, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Contact us about Abba
I have been in a cage for a big part of my young lifetime. I was about 9 months old, living in the street where I didn’t belong, and “whack” a car hit me broadside and broke my pelvis in a few places. I hurt more than anything you could imagine. The good part of this story is that someone very kind saw me lying there, and took me to a shelter that knew to call PZF for help. No matter the agony I was in, I loved all of the kind caregivers when they spoke gently to me and rubbed under my chin or petted my head. Who knew people were so wonderful? PZF took me in from the shelter, and named me “Abba” because of the song “Take a Chance on Me.” Literally months passed, and my pelvis mended slowly, albeit on-schedule. With my injuries, there was a possibility that I would have permanent difficulties. But I showed everyone what a strong and healthy young lady I am, and happily, I walk just fine, and there are no residual side effects to my injuries. I went into heat after a few weeks, which delayed the healing process. (Thanks a bunch, Mother Nature.) I have since been spayed without any complications. I am beautiful, and also very responsive to loving. Because I had been medically restricted to a small cage for so long, I was getting pretty impatient. I wanted to get on with my life and find my forever family! So, I’m making up for some lost time. I love to play, and I crave affection and attention. I’m a very smart cat and I’m self-confident, maybe even a little bossy. But if you would like a devoted lifetime companion who is affectionate, smart and so beautiful – I could be your girl! I would very much like to meet you. I am available for adoption, without constraints. Won’t you please “Take a Chance on Me?”
Indi
 . Indi .  . Indi .  . Indi .
  • Tabby, Domestic Short Hair
  • Senior, Female, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Contact us about Indi
*** COURTESY POSTING - Peter Zippi Memorial Fund Inc will provide you with the appropriate contact if you are interested in learning more about this fabulous feline. *** Indi is a female nine years old silky tabby who still thinks she is a kitten! She is vocal and loves to get belly rubs and be picked up. Indi would be happiest living in a home with other cats and/or dogs and where she gets lots of attention from her humans. She is very passionate about tuna and making friends. She is very good with children. She doesn’t really like going outside, and only goes out when someone is out with her, so she would be okay as an indoor only cat. Indi prefers to be in the middle of whatever you’re doing, and will let you know when she wants love. Indi is the type of cat who will follow you around the house. Her favorite spot to be is sitting on your feet, preferably when you’re under a soft blanket.
Buffy
 . Buffy .  . Buffy .  . Buffy .
*** COURTESY POSTING - Peter Zippi Memorial Fund Inc will provide you with the appropriate contact if you are interested in learning more about this fabulous feline. *** Buffy is an 11 year-old female tabby/tortie mix. She is a very low maintenance cat who is full of love and personality. Buffy is in need of a new home because her owners are moving out of state and unable to take her with them. This wise girl is full of affection and once she decides she likes you, she likes you for good. Buffy is a big lap cat who loves to sleep with her humans as well as join them on the couch. She’s still playful despite her age, and loves playing with string. Swinging a string in front of her practically turns her back into a kitten. She is generally a quiet cat and doesn’t meow often. She enjoys spending time outside, laying in the sun. One of her ears is scarred from a scuffle with a neighborhood cat, but she’s mellowed a little since then. While she does get along with other animals, she can be territorial so becoming an "only cat" would not bother her at all. If she's joining another cat then she would likely be happier retaining access to an outdoor area where she can have her own space. Buffy is excellent with children of all ages and, when she’s in the mood, loves giving and receiving affection. She purrs a lot and isn't afraid to drag your hand to her mouth so she can lick it. She loves to sit as close to your face as she can, and will lick it if given the opportunity. Buffy will love whoever feeds her to the end of her days.
Tevya
 . Tevya .  . Tevya .  . Tevya .
  • Tabby, Domestic Short Hair
  • Senior, Male, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Contact us about Tevya
I was adopted as a youngster from PZF in 2005 along with a beautiful white girl cat. She had kittens, then nursed some more PZF orphan babies before she found a home with me. We loved each other. In the home were two resident young male cats, and we all got along fine for a number of years. Lately, they had been picking on me, and we were all unhappy. I was returned to PZF alone, as my dear friend was still accepted by the other two. I really love people very much. I couldn’t understand why I was in jail in a cage, I hadn’t done anything wrong! Many of my “people’s” friends really liked me when they came to visit, but none could take me in. I am a little sad right now, but go right to the cage door when a PZF volunteer comes to take me out and play or hold me. I would love someone who wants a sincere friend to give me a chance to enjoy a home with people again. If you are that person or family, I can promise that I will adore you, and be your devoted friend for life.
Cammie
 . Cammie .  . Cammie .  . Cammie .
  • Domestic Short Hair, Russian Blue
  • Adult, Female, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Contact us about Cammie
I was a neighborhood cat; enjoying the people and especially the nice food and fresh water they gave me. Unfortunately, I was also enjoying an active kitty social life, and one night I just threw caution to the winds. Several weeks later, four babies appeared. Uh-oh! Did I mention that I was smart? My favorite person had left her door ajar, and that was just the opportunity I needed. I carried my new babies inside, very pleased to announce that she had guests. Oops! That was another misstep in planning. The two cats that lived inside immediately voiced their serious displeasure in our moving in, and we needed immediate relocation. PZF was able to take us in, and we lived in a really nice foster home. After my kittens were weaned, I came to PZF to be fixed and find a permanent indoor home. I am very composed and lady-like. I socialized well with other friendly cats at PZF, and also enjoyed the people in my foster home and the PZF volunteers as well. While I am not busy and really active, I am a sweet and calm friend for anyone needing a more spiritual cat. This has been a strange journey, and I will blossom when I find my perfect destination and person.
Ace
 . Ace .  . Ace .  . Ace .
  • Domestic Medium Hair
  • Young, Male, Medium
  • Up-to-date with routine shots
  • Spayed/Neutered
  • Contact us about Ace
“Ouch! What happened? Ow ow – my leg!” I was a 4 month-old kitten, when something happened to break my hind leg. Someone found me on the street, limping and a little dirty, and brought me to the city shelter. They x-rayed my leg, and saw it was not a bad fracture, and that it could heal while I held still in a cage for a few weeks. “Are you kidding me? Hold still for a few weeks?” The PZF people came to take me to their place to hold still. Holding still was very hard, and I was not the best patient. I am a rowdy little guy, and really need to play. What young guy doesn’t? They noticed that the fur on the tip of my tail was all dried into a paintbrush shape, and worried that there was something wrong. A bath revealed nothing of concern, and the fur dried fluffy and nice. The next morning, my tail tip was a dried paintbrush again. What was happening? A clever volunteer watched me from afar, and discovered that I suck my tail like a thumb. Now that my leg has healed, I am a little tornado of playing. My favorite past times include irritating the adult cats, tussling with the other young cats, and generally being a brat. (They love me the most at PZF.) I am fearless, and will need continued coaching on manners with people and cat friends. I took a whack at our Interspecies Director, just because he’s a little dog. I can’t wait for a home, where I can get my hearts content of running around and play. Are you ready for a smart, funny diamond in the rough? You can polish me, and I will be your shining friend forever.
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