Cats available for adoption

LeoClydeSammyBuddyShiro-SanPattyTazMolly BrownCubbyGrootDraxLokiYogiCreamsicleCammieJohnny
 . Leo .  . Leo .
Leo was a medical pull from an LA City Shelter. He had a very badly broken front leg. The specialist wanted to save it if possible but there was too much damage so he is now a "tripod". Losing a leg didn’t slow this little guy down one bit. He chases the ball and is filled with exuberant kitten joy. He loves to be held and petted and purrs us a storm. He is one brave and beautiful boy and will surely brighten up any home.
 . Clyde .  . Clyde .  . Clyde .  . Clyde .  . Clyde .
I was found as a tiny, sick kitten all alone outside. My luck changed when the couple took me inside, got me immediate medical attention, and gave me the good food and love I had so needed. Nothing was really wrong with me other than not being old enough to fend for myself. I flourished under their care, and gave back tons of love to repay their efforts. As much as I was a welcome family member, one of their two older rescued cats was very unhappy to have me in the house, even closed into a room away from her. When her health began to fail, and she required supportive care due to her distress, it was time for me to find a different family to love me. We all were crying because we loved each other so much. I came to PZF, and am meeting the new people, kittens and cats in my life. I purr up a storm when held, and am pretty confident for a little guy in exploring the community room. Now I’m just waiting for the home that was always intended to be mine. If you are looking for a perfect kitten, and have a pal for me to romp with, I’ll light up your life.
 . Sammy .  . Sammy .  . Sammy .  . Sammy .
Sammy has beautiful Siamese-like markings but his character is much more reserved. He is a sweet and gentle boy who can’t resist the opportunity to chase around a string toy. Sammy is very patient with other cats and with people. He really just goes with the flow so his purrrfect partner will be as calm and polite as he is.
 . Buddy .  . Buddy .  . Buddy .  . Buddy .
Buddy has a gorgeous round face and striking eyes. He is a little shy when it comes to new people but relaxes quickly especially when playtime is involved. Buddy likes to relax up high and observe the room but is easily coaxed down off his perch with a string toy. He just loves interactive play. Buddy needs a patient person or family that understands good things come to those who wait. We are sure his confident purrrsonality will blossom completely once he is in a home setting that feels comfortable and stable.
 . Shiro-San .  . Shiro-San .  . Shiro-San .  . Shiro-San .
Nothing is known about Shiro-san’s past. She was seen in the same neighborhood several times over a month and noted on NextDoor, but no owners came forward. No “lost cat” posters could be found in the area either. She acted like she wanted to come down off a fence between yards, and accepted chin scratches with pleasure from the neighbor, kneading the air. Then she backed away. She was just a kitten. The neighbor called her friend, a volunteer at PZF, and between them, they enticed Shiro-san to come closer, gave her loving pets, and plucked her down from her fence. Having no microchip to help find her home, Shiro went straight to the home of another volunteer to foster, to see how she would react in a quiet, loving home with two friendly cats. Her confidence grew by leaps and bounds, and within a week, she was pronounced perfectly healthy, and spayed. During the two following weeks in the foster home, she changed from being a scaredy-cat to playing with toys and the other two cats. She enjoyed being held, and began to sleep on the bed beside her caretakers. A well-adjusted adolescent. You can come visit Shiro-san at PZF now. Her life has turned upside down a couple of times, and she is getting used to new friends in the community room – cats, kittens, and volunteers. Make your home the last move this delicate creature will ever need to make.
 . Patty .  . Patty .  . Patty .  . Patty .
Patty is a beautiful girl with soulful eyes who needs a little extra time to get to get comfortable with other cats. She prefers to sit on a high perch and watch over the others in the community room. This little lady loves people though. Especially the people that pet her and give her chin scratches. Patty is alert and interested in exploring so we believe she will be much happier in a home where she has more room to roam. If you’re looking for a calm and polite young lady you must meet our girl Patty.
 . Taz .  . Taz .  . Taz .  . Taz .
I am affectionate, playful and confident. I’m full of fun, romp with other kittens, yet really love people. My first memory is living with a nice couple who fed me and held me a lot. They asked a PZF volunteer if my kitten friends and I could go to PZF, as they were homeless themselves, and knew we needed real homes after they had saved our lives. I just love to be held and when I want to be picked up, I ask nicely. My goal is to be the ultimate lap cat. When I’m not working on that I do love to play with all of the kittens in the community room. I think I would be much happier with a furry companion. Have you heard two kittens are better than one?
Molly Brown
 . Molly Brown .  . Molly Brown .  . Molly Brown .  . Molly Brown .
I am a playful sweet little girl who has spent a lot of time recovering from being badly injured. This time has not compromised my sweetness to people one bit, and my recovery is complete. I love everyone who holds me or pets me. I enjoy running around with the other funny kittens in my community room. I am calm and have very nice manners. I can hardly wait to go to the real home I have dreamed of.
 . 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!
 . 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!
 . 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.
 . 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.
 . 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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