Cats available for adoption

BinxJulesJanisEmmylouJakeCandyAnnieDylanSamFigaroFelixNikeCammieAce
Binx
 . Binx .  . Binx .
There were six of us adorable 1lb. siblings turned in to the shelter. Our mom raised us. We were properly weaned and we were pretty excited about solid kitten food - yum! The shelter thought we may have been "yard cats," because while we were very healthy and nicely behaved, we were so dirty! Right away, PZ came to get us and after we were checked out by the doctor and had baths, we were brought to a nice family's home. We immediately felt safe and warm. There were endless toys to play with and things for climbing, beds to snuggle in and delicious food to eat. This was baby cat heaven! The people we were staying with and their two adult cats; loved us, held us a lot, played with us and taught us all about living with a family. People are wonderful - all kitties should have people of their own. We are very friendly and affectionate, and we love to play and run around. We're very happy and we purr constantly. We're totally confident and we're not afraid of anything. We aren't picky eaters and we don't mind having our claws trimmed.
Jules
 . Jules .
There were six of us adorable 1lb. siblings turned in to the shelter. Our mom raised us. We were properly weaned and we were pretty excited about solid kitten food - yum! The shelter thought we may have been "yard cats," because while we were very healthy and nicely behaved, we were so dirty! Right away, PZ came to get us and after we were checked out by the doctor and had baths, we were brought to a nice family's home. We immediately felt safe and warm. There were endless toys to play with and things for climbing, beds to snuggle in and delicious food to eat. This was baby cat heaven! The people we were staying with and their two adult cats; loved us, held us a lot, played with us and taught us all about living with a family. People are wonderful - all kitties should have people of their own. We are very friendly and affectionate, and we love to play and run around. We're very happy and we purr constantly. We're totally confident and we're not afraid of anything. We aren't picky eaters and we don't mind having our claws trimmed.
Janis
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My brothers, sister and I were raised indoors by some kind people as soon as we could be weaned from our stray cat mom in the yard. We purred and played, and were just the happiest kittens. The nice people brought us all to a mobile spay/neuter clinic that PZF was sponsoring one day. We were just a little too small yet, so the PZF coordinator took us back home with her, and then to live at PZF. Our brothers have gone to live together in a home, and my sister, Emmylou (Harris), and I are ready to go to a home as well. We have bonded to each other. We wash (ourselves and each other), eat, and even use the litter box together. We also tumble and fight like little badgers, love toys, and have sweet loving dispositions. If you would like to take two musical little kittens into your family, check us out. We are confident, funny, and possibly a little crazy. We ARE kittens, after all.
Emmylou
 . Emmylou .  . Emmylou .  . Emmylou .  . Emmylou .
My brothers, sister and I were raised indoors by some kind people as soon as we could be weaned from our stray cat mom in the yard. We purred and played, and were just the happiest kittens. The nice people brought us all to a mobile spay/neuter clinic that PZF was sponsoring one day. We were just a little too small yet, so the PZF coordinator took us back home with her, and then to live at PZF. Our brothers have gone to live together in a home, and my sister, Janis (Joplin), and I are ready to go to a home as well. We have bonded to each other. We wash (ourselves and each other), eat, and even use the litter box together. We also tumble and fight like little badgers, love toys, and have sweet loving dispositions. If you would like to take two musical little kittens into your family, check us out. We are confident, funny, and possibly a little crazy. We ARE kittens, after all.
Jake
 . Jake .  . Jake .  . Jake .  . Jake .
My brother, Justin, and I are full of surprises. First off, we have thumbs. Lots of them. On all four feet! Second: A nice lady moving into a house was told by her new neighbor that there were additional residents. A family of kittens lived underneath. Surprise! She took in the three of us with all our thumbs and fingers, and began looking for help in finding a good future for us. She called PZF, and made a date to bring us in. After she parked, I escaped and crawled into the area behind the steering column creating surprise number three. It took people a long time to dissemble that part of the car and pick me out. PZF took us in, and volunteers and other cats and kittens played with us while we grew. Our sister is very bouncy and opinionated, and even before we were old enough to be fixed, she had a home waiting for her with a previous PZF volunteer. Now we two boys are all ready to find our home. Come and check out our paws and our cute selves. Hemmingway couldn’t have done better!
Candy
 . Candy .  . Candy .  . Candy .  . Candy .
I'm not too sure about my past life or why I was taken to the shelter with my two kittens. I think I had a human who took care of me before. I love people, am immaculate, and have excellent manners. (Being beautiful is also in my description.) At the shelter we were in danger of catching a cold. Some wonderful folks from Peter Zippi came and took us away! I kept raising my kittens as a loving mother in foster care until they were ready to be on their own. I moved into a community room at PZF. (They had sharp teeth, and I was ready for a break.) Now I'm free to find a loving family of my own! I have the most gorgeous tail you've ever seen, don't I? I'm so soft and fluffy and one of the most affectionate cats you'll ever meet. I'm always ready for snuggling and pets. Playtime is also something I'm always super excited about. I'll run around and circles, jump in the air and chase around toys until I'm panting and in need of a well-deserved nap. Humans do need to take some care when playing with me, because I really don't know when to stop...I just get so excited I want to keep playing! Would you be the one that wants to take me to a furever home? I get along with the PZF dog just fine, so whether there are respectful resident cats or dogs there, I’m open to making new friends. I'll do my best to give you some wonderful cat love and lots of snuggle time. Come check me out!
Annie
 . Annie .  . Annie .  . Annie .  . Annie .
I was noticed in a yard shortly after the people moved out of the house. Neighbors were feeding me, but nobody took me in. Being a young girl cat in the springtime, I might begin looking for boyfriends. The neighbors understood about things like this, and called PZF to see if they would take me in. I did come to PZF, and got vaccinated and fixed so that I would be healthy and ready to go to a new home. I LOVE people. I never stopped purring when they first examined me, even during my blood test! I am not crazy about other cats, and we are trying to see if that can be overcome by living in a community room. I stay in my cage, and can watch the other cats and kittens play and enjoy each other. I’m starting to see how that may be OK for me to do also. When the little PZF “test dog” came to meet me, I liked him. I wasn’t flustered and looked right into his eyes. The people here think that maybe I had lived with a dog friend, wherever I had been before. If you would enjoy a cat which would give her whole heart to you, be playful and gentle at the same time, and would be happy if you have a dog, I’m your girl. Being gorgeous is just the cherry on the sundae.
Dylan
 . Dylan .  . Dylan .  . Dylan .  . Dylan .
The person who also had adopted a PZF kitten several years earlier adopted Dylan from a shelter in Seattle. Both cats were surrendered to a Los Angeles shelter in September of 2016 when their person lost his home. PZF was called about our cat, and took them both back, as they were friends. Dylan was adopted from PZF in about three months, and once again left at a local shelter about a year later for no known reason. Dylan has had a lot of hard luck in his life. At the time he first came to PZF, the shelter personnel pointed out that he had extensive dental disease. His mouth is just fine, but very few teeth could remain as a result of the problem. He is reserved, but very sweet and loving. Dylan has had more than a little bad luck, but his sweetness will help him find the forever home he deserves. He is curious and gentle with other cats, and affectionate with the volunteers. Like the Cowardly Lion, he doesn’t realize that he has courage too.
Sam
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PZF helps the Wilmington community by paying to have their street cats spayed and neutered. I was in a group of four kittens born to a stray there. When Mom was trapped, we were taken back to PZF to grow up and find real indoor homes and families. My brothers and sisters were confident and outgoing, and adopted right away. I was a bit shyer, and was adopted several weeks later by an elderly woman. I loved her and she loved me. I was very comfortable in her home. It was quiet, with very few visitors. When she needed to move, the relative who had indicated he would be my guardian could not take me, so PZF became my home again. I am very sad to be away from my home and my lady, but am learning to socialize with the other cats in the community cat room as well as the volunteers. I’m cautious at first, but after a while I relax and start to play and purr. I am as gentle and sweet as can be, and would love a very quiet home with or without other cats.
Figaro
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*** 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. *** Knock, knock...it’s Figaro...and why yes, I am a handsome devil, aren’t I? That’s not all though...I’m an expert at playtime. I love it when people swing around toys, I’ll jump and chase them all over the place. And if you’re busy...that’s fine, I’ll have a great old time knocking around a ball myself! But I do have a secret weapon...it’s my belly. I’ll gladly show it off and lure you in to get some good tummy rubs. And I do really like to cuddle up in a lap and get pets and rub up against people. I’m really the total package and a super awesome cat; but there’s a couple more things you should know. I have been living outside for a few years, but I’m very clean, take good care of myself and am respectful of all the humans I meet. I’d very much like to come inside, but the current people that care for me are all filled up on cats already...so this is where you come in! I’m really looking for some nice humans to take me in and make me part of their loving family. You see, I’m also FIV+. But in this day and age, that’s not really much of a problem. I should still live a nice full and long life. So I’d be great as an only cat, or great with other FIV+ cats...or I can even be fine with regular cats, but you may want to get them vaccinated against FIV. There’s lots of good information about handling FIV+ cats on the Internet, and it’s very common for them to share households with other cats who are not FIV+. So don’t let that part discourage you. So how about you answer my knock and come check me out, make friends and then bring me home to be part of your family! I’ll be waiting for you; with my belly ready for show.
Felix
 . Felix .  . Felix .  . Felix .  . Felix .  . Felix .
I must have lived with someone who loved me and escaped to the outside. When I was turned into the shelter as an injured stray, I was very gentle, despite the intense pain of a badly broken leg. It looked like pick-up sticks on my X-ray. They think I lost a fight with a car. All the staff said, even in pain I was a real lover. I needed to go somewhere I could get treatment. PZF came to my rescue! I needed to have my right hind leg amputated. After a recovery free from complications, I can play and love to be loved, especially when you are paying attention to me totally. My fur has grown out and I am so coordinated that it will take a moment before you realize there is only one back leg. I play carefully with other cats and kittens, but I'm scared of the PZF test dog. Now I am in a foster home with two other nice adult male cats, we are a very social threesome. However, I am ready for my permanent home – people to love and interact with, and a cat or two if you have them. Take me home, and I will enjoy being the center of your attention and will give back as much love as I receive.
Nike
 . Nike .  . Nike .  . Nike .  . Nike .  . Nike .
My sisters, brother and I wound up in the shelter, about 7 weeks old, and were really scared of humans. Our mom must have been a street cat, and decided to have us in somebody’s yard. When we were old enough to be weaned and eat on our own, “Whoosh!” we were caught up and taken to the shelter. Very scary! Yet in truth, that was our lucky day. PZF took the four of us from the shelter to get used to humans while we grew large enough to be fixed and find a home. We were too shy and “hidey” for a foster home, so we got the “immersion treatment” at PZF. So many volunteers held us daily, we got the idea pretty fast that humans are OK creatures! My sisters and brother found homes, but I had a harder time getting brave. I loved every cat and kitten I met, and always was sweet and playful when people wanted to love me. I accepted handling reluctantly, and without enjoyment but given time I would relax. Nobody wanted to adopt a shy kitty, no matter how gentle I was. Then I had a miracle! The couple that adopted one of my sisters took me to their home to foster me and see what would happen. Within a week, I was coming when they called (at least 75% of the time), sleeping in their bed, and having a lot of fun with the other cats in their home. My big test was when the son and his family came to stay for a few days. I did not hide, came to greet them, and was a “…brave boy with their boys 2 and 3 years old.” I will stay with them as fosters until someone wants to adopt a beautiful loving cat to come live with them and their other cat(s). I have no bad habits, am very healthy, and finally ready to give people affection willingly. I hope you will try me out in your home.
Cammie
 . 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.
Ace
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“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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