Cats available for adoption

 . Cloudy .  . Cloudy .  . Cloudy .  . Cloudy .
I was picked up by Animal Control, with a badly broken leg. After the officer took me to the animal hospital for help, she called PZF to see if they could take me in. The Animal Control staff and also the staff at the hospital were so very impressed with my sense of grace and affection after this trauma. They were concerned for my life, for it was unlikely that my leg could be fixed at the shelter. It was so shattered, that the entire hind leg would need to be removed. The volunteer came to meet me, to see what everyone was so impressed about. I sold her right away – tried to climb out of my cage into her arms. So, in a few days, missing a leg, I moved to PZF. I have made loads of friends here, and my wound healed quickly. I am young, healthy and inquisitive. I met the little PZF dog without any fuss, and get along with a rowdy kitten that shares my space. One day I gave the volunteers the slip from my room by vaulting a gate at the door, and was just trying to figure out how to manage a flight of stairs on my three legs when I was busted. I really would like to have a home and family to live with. I’ve not met a person yet that I didn’t cuddle with. I won’t be at PZF for long – come and meet their “Man of the Year.”
 . Pixie .  . Pixie .  . Pixie .  . Pixie .
PZF received a call from the City Shelter to see if they could take our family. There were nine of us newborn kittens with our Mom, Sophie. Well, sort of our Mom. Sophie and most of us were brought in together. Some others of us (we could never get a straight story whether there were two or three – seriously!) were brought in as orphans that same morning. We were all the same age, eyes tightly closed, only a day or so old, and Sophie accepted the extras immediately. I was the tiniest one, and took longer to grow. Now I am a big girl and love quiet, gentle people and kittens. Sophie really loved people, and we never experienced anything but love and play and cuddles from them either. I am the most reserved, and do not like the rough and tumble play most other kittens take part in. Likewise, it takes me a few minutes to be sure that a person is my friend. I am a serious little girl, waiting for my special home.
 . Penny .  . Penny .  . Penny .  . Penny .
My brother Mango and I were orphaned kittens taken to the city shelter. We were three to four weeks old, and not quite sure about that dish of stuff called “food.” Then, a miracle! The PZF people came to get us and our foster mom had a bottle waiting with real food in it! We soon learned the tasty benefits of the solid food, and did very well in her home. When Mango grew like a weed and got adopted, I went to live in a little girl cats’ foster home where I met some new girlfriends to keep me company. I love to be with both people and kittens! I play nicely, and snuggle with whichever kitten wants to share a bed in the community room. I have a very strong mind of my own, which gives me great confidence in meeting others. This is where you enter from stage left. I have been waiting for the next act of my life, and the casting volunteers have been looking for you. I have no bad habits, and am very beautiful, so I can wait for just the right family to take me into their home. You don’t want to miss out…
 . Cubby .  . Cubby .  . Cubby .  . Cubby .
I was left in a box with three other orphans alongside a railroad track. A concerned woman took us in but couldn’t keep us. She asked PZF if we could to them, and off we went. The other three kittens were much bigger than me, and were able to find their own homes, with PZF’s help sooner. I got to live in the most fun ever foster home with other kittens my size, and we had a ball! I was my foster mom’s favorite girl. I am now big enough to find my forever home too. I have a BIG sense of play coupled with an extremely loving purrsonality. I love to play with toys; ping pong balls and felt mice are wonderful distractions. If you have a want with a mouse or feather on the end of the string, we can play together. Running and chasing are great exercise, and I promise I will make you laugh a lot. I love to snuggle with other kittens and people - oh boy, people are THE BEST! I’ve very clean and I’m not a picky eater. If you need someone to give you smiles everyday, look no further. Oh - please excuse my white socks. Several have holes in them where my gray toes show through. Ha!
 . Sunshine .  . Sunshine .  . Sunshine .
I was wandering all alone, in a park. A nice neighborhood lady stopped and asked me what a pretty girl like me was doing all by myself. I said I didn’t know and she whisked me away to her house. I had my first decent meal in awhile and I had a nice long, safe nap. Then the lady told me I was big enough to get “fixed”. I didn’t even know I was broken but everything the lady had done for me so far was wonderful so, why not? When we arrived at the place that was going to “fix” me, the lady started talking to the folks from PZ who were sponsoring an event called “spay / neuter”. That’s when I overheard the nice lady say she would not be able to keep me forever but, she wanted to save me from living on the streets and also ensure that I was well cared for. Then I heard someone from PZ say they would be happy to help me. Am I the luckiest girl ever? I’m very sweet, fluffy and soft. Won’t you please help PZ keep their promise to that nice neighborhood lady and take me home #FURever. I promise I will love you too.
 . Groot .  . Groot .  . Groot .  . Groot .
I’m known at the cuddlebug of my litter. Not that the others aren’t cuddly, I just like to cuddle the most. Take a seat, I’ll be right over looking for your affection. Like my brother loki, I do take a bit to get to know you, but I’m quick to make friends and love an extended petting/purring session. I think I’m worth a trip to Peter Zippi. Let’s meet to see if we can be furever pals! And if you're in the mood, I would love to go home with you and one of my 4 siblings. The more, the merrier!
 . Drax .  . Drax .  . Drax .  . Drax .  . Drax .
I’m the leader of my litter. My foster pawrents say I’m a strong and outgoing, yet affectionate kitten. I’m also the largest of my siblings, but I maintain good kitty manners with the others. If you're looking for kitten cat with a great personality I must say that I’m the one. I will keep you entertained with my playfulness and when I’m done settle down alongside you for a nice nap. You should definitely come check me out. Perhaps I can be your new furry friend! And if you're in the mood, one or more of my 4 siblings would double the fun. The more, the merrier!
 . Loki .  . Loki .  . Loki .  . Loki .
As my name would suggest, I’m the mischievous one of my litter but I can also be a bit cautious when I first meet someone. Once I’ve adjusted to my surroundings I’m looking around for something new to entertain me. After I get my energy out with playtime I’m ready for some human cuddle time. I promise that I’ll give you love for years to come and provide you with regular entertainment. I’d really like you to come meet me. If you're in the mood, I’m part of a set of 4 siblings and would love to continue living with one or more of them. The more, the merrier!
 . Gamora .  . Gamora .  . Gamora .  . Gamora .
I'm the smallest of my siblings, but don't you dare call me a runt! I can handle myself just fine thank you. My foster pawrents say I'm a very well-adjusted kitten. I love to explore and find new things to climb on and snuggle up inside of. I've been told I have a knack for turning people's frowns upside-down and making their days brighter. If you need a little sunshine like that in your life, I'm waiting to help with that! And if you're in the mood, I would love to continue living with at least one of my siblings. The more, the merrier!
 . Michaelangelo .  . Michaelangelo .  . Michaelangelo .  . Michaelangelo .
I was one of four kittens born to a stray mom-cat. Luckily for us, she chose exactly the right yard to make our home. The family that lives in that house has been helping the stray cats in the neighborhood with the assistance of PZF. Almost all of the cats have been trapped and fixed now so they are more peaceful and don’t fight. As soon as she saw that we were weaned, the nice woman took us inside, where we received good food and loads of love. When we were old enough to be fixed, the PZF volunteer took my brother and I to PZF to find our own homes. We are bouncy silver tigers, and as sweet with people as much as we love to tussle with each other. The smaller kittens in the community room sometimes seem like squeaky toys, so we are learning to be gentle friends to them. If you are looking for affectionate, clever, entertaining and classically gorgeous kitten-boys for your family, look no further!
 . Donatello .  . Donatello .  . Donatello .
I was one of four kittens born to a stray mom-cat. Luckily for us, she chose exactly the right yard to make our home. The family that lives in that house has been helping the stray cats in the neighborhood with the assistance of PZF. Almost all of the cats have been trapped and fixed now so they are more peaceful and don’t fight. As soon as she saw that we were weaned, the nice woman took us inside, where we received good food and loads of love. When we were old enough to be fixed, the PZF volunteer took my brother and I to PZF to find our own homes. We are bouncy silver tigers, and as sweet with people as much as we love to tussle with each other. The smaller kittens in the community room sometimes seem like squeaky toys, so we are learning to be gentle friends to them. If you are looking for affectionate, clever, entertaining and classically gorgeous kitten-boys for your family, look no further!
 . Crumpet .  . Crumpet .  . Crumpet .  . Crumpet .
I’m not quite sure about my first weeks. I was about four weeks old, and taken to the shelter because I had a limp in my hind leg. After a little time of love and cage rest, my leg was fine, but all of me needed OUT! The PZF folks came to get me, and the PZF doctor declared me fit as a tiny fiddle. More love followed from lots of the volunteers, and I loved to cuddle, and purred a lot. I was still cage-bound, so one of the really fun fosters took me home to play with her three other like-sized little foster girls. I got a little scared and shy there. While I was just fine with people, I had spent a lot of my formative weeks without other kitties. I really love people, but other cats, even little ones, can easily intimidate me. I came back to one of the community rooms at PZF for a controlled introduction to new cats and kittens, and I am learning to enjoy and trust them as well. I love being picked up and snuggled, and I like playing with people. Let’s play fetch! … with springs and balls and mice (and that red dot!) until I fall down exhausted. I really think I would live happily with another gentle cat. I am a fastidious groomer, and very tidy with no bad habits. I don’t talk very much, but make up for it with lots of purring. Come by and meet me sometime!
 . Yogi .  . Yogi .  . Yogi .  . Yogi .  . Yogi .
*** The fine folks at Evolution Burger ( have sponsored Yogi's adoption fee! *** Yogi was turned into the city shelter as a “stray,” so we don’t know anything about his past. We took him to PZF, as he didn’t have much of a chance getting adopted at the shelter. Yogi doesn’t walk exactly straight. His head seems to want to turn, but he has mastered forward motion just fine. If he were just a kitten, we would suspect a birth condition, cerebellar hypoplasia, which affects coordination, but not personality or intelligence. And he hollers. We thought he was upset, but then we did some experiments, and he appears to be deaf. Other than that, Yogi is in the peak of good health. Sadly, we have no history, so Yogi remains a man of mystery. What we did discover is that he is extremely affectionate, and wants to be with people. He sleeps under a desk at PZF, on the floor or in a chair, and seems perfectly at home. When he is in the community cat room, he isn’t wild about being with adult cats or kittens, so we think he was a well cared for only cat who was loved by a person with a desk. Oh – about the name. Yogi has catcher’s mitt-sized feet with lots of toes. And he makes us smile and be happy. Yogi Berra would be proud of his namesake. Yogi would make a perfect family cat – although young children may prove to be unsettling to him if they cannot conceive of his deafness and how to approach him without surprise. He is very mellow, and just needs a person or two to help him feel safe, secure and loved.
 . Rocky .  . Rocky .  . Rocky .  . Rocky .  . Rocky .
I was discovered in an industrial area near some railroad tracks with my brothers & sisters. Unfortunately, our Mom was was missing in action. A good samaritan called PZF at just the right time and found they had room for a few more. Yay! We had a doctor appointment, a bubble bath, and some other “not so fun” stuff which we were in serious need of. Turned out we were in good health overall, and we love people as well as each other and other kittens. I took my time growing but, within a week, the rest of us were big enough to be fixed and ready for homes. We all remember a home, because that is where we grew up with people, and became so confident playing with them. My brothers & sisters have all found homes and now it’s my turn! I’m too little to tell you how we ended up as hobos but I have a big purrsonality and I know we’ll have fun creating a lifetime of memories!
 . Creamsicle .  . Creamsicle .  . Creamsicle .
Boy do I wish I could tell my story! I was found as a dirty, skinny 4-week-old kitten with a badly fractured hind leg. The shelter asked PZF if they would take me in and fix my leg so I could be healed and would never have to live on the streets again. At that time, I was estimated by weight to be only 4 weeks old. It’s a good thing that cats live in the present – I can barely remember those days, and it has only been a couple of months. There really can be miracles. A surgeon managed to fix my leg with a tiny plate and 5 screws to hold the two ends of the bone together. My leg bone was about the size of a pipe cleaner I bet. The volunteers all held me gently and cooed over me when they weren’t carefully cleaning the oil and grime out of my ears and fur. Soon I felt much better, was walking well, and as clean and fluffy as a calendar kitten. After a long cage time to allow the bone to knit fairly well, I needed to learn to get along with other kittens. I was so self-centered and pushy, it took a plucky little calico kitten (see Peeps) to teach me manners. Now I play nicely with my kitten and cat friends in the common room. After my weeks of solitary cage rest, I LOVE all people. You are the best thing ever!!!! You made me feel safe and cared for after a nightmare experience. My purrs never stop except for when I must race off and join kitten antics periodically. I would love to have a home of my own, and maybe Peeps could come too. Let’s get together; I bet you can’t leave without me.
 . HoneyBun .  . HoneyBun .  . HoneyBun .  . HoneyBun .
*** 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. *** HoneyBun was left behind at a Veterinary Practice by her person’s family after they passed away. Lucky for her, one of their wonderful Veterinary Technician’s decided to foster her until a new family can be found. This fabulous woman couldn’t even take HoneyBun in until recently because she prefers to be your one and only. Are you looking for a cuddle buddy? HoneyBun is the one. She just loves to cuddle with you whether you are watching TV or sleeping. HoneyBun would do best in a quiet home. One with no young children and someone who is retired or works from home. She is generally sweet and sometimes playful. At 7 years young she just likes what she likes! Overall she is healthy and up to date on her vaccinations. Are you the one who will offer this fine lady #FURever?
 . Abigail .  . Abigail .  . Abigail .  . Abigail .
My owner brought me to the shelter for reasons I can’t understand. Neither can the volunteers at PZF. The shelter staff all loved me, and asked them if I could go stay at PZF. I am so lucky to have had supporters in my life after “home.” I was underweight and had a cold when I was left at the shelter. After a couple of weeks of treatment and good food, I was healthy enough to get fixed and then be available to go. It was love at first sight when the PZF volunteer met me there. I showered her with kisses and head bumps when my cage door was opened. She took me right back where I had a roomy cage in the community dorm room. If cats there are not pushy or grumpy with one another, we can all come out and climb the cat tree, look out of the window, and play with loads of games and toys together. If you are looking for a silky, sweet, and extra-affectionate family member, I’m your gal.
 . Cammie .  . Cammie .  . 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.
 . Johnny .  . Johnny .  . Johnny .
“Ouch! What happened? Ow ow – my leg!” I was a little 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 remained quiet in a cage for a few weeks. “Are you kidding me? Hold still for weeks?” The PZF people came to take me to their place to heal. Holding still was very hard, but my leg healed perfectly. And now I’m making up for lost time being an active little guy, and I really love 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. Someday I’ll outgrow that, but not yet! A year has passed, and because I have a very confident personality, I tend to be overlooked for the cuddly kittens, and less active adults. I am really smart, and love challenges and to challenge the volunteers in return. Some of my favorite games are hiding in closets, on top of cabinets, and watching them search for me. I have begun learning to walk on a harness, and have lots of fun helping in the office, as I am determined to find out what makes the copier spit out papers. I am fine with the office dog. Well, I bully him a little because he is smaller than I am. I chat with other cats through the screen door of another room, but they need to come to me slowly in person, because I get a little nervous. I would be a lot of fun in a home, probably not with small children, as I wouldn’t be very patient with being held tightly or grabbed by surprise. I still suck my tail, but not very often, and I am the most fun trickster you will meet.
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