Tommy

Hi, my name is Tommy, although my foster mom calls me her Golden Boy. Maybe my stripes don't show up on my pictures - they are a slightly different shade of gold - but my gold eyes sure do. I mean, my eyes would wow anybody. Maybe I even share genes with the gorgeous Egyptian cats of old. And do I have a personality!! I will greet you at the door, I carry on a fabulous conversation about the day's events, I follow you just like any good dog would, I love to sleep cuddled with you; I am one mellow, loving cat.

I wish I could tell you where I've been but that is past history. I can tell you that I recently ended up homeless, hungry and scared on a really loving lady's balcony in a yucky apartment complex in Cheverly, Maryland. She gave me food and a cat carrier to crawl into but at night the bully cats would chase me and I was very nervous. This kind lady called my foster mom who has offered to keep me until I find a home that needs told a loving, talkative, snuggly cat. Nobody told me that first I had to go to the vet where I was medicated and neutered - I believe that is the polite word for it. (My foster mom says to tell you that I don't smell and have wonderful litter box habits, yadda, yadda, yadda...)

I cannot live in just any home because I have a medical condition called FIV. It is not infectious unless I bite another cat, although there is little chance of that. I believe that he who fights by running away lives many another day, so I run. But I might bite if cornered. I would love being an only cat, or would be OK with a nice female cat like Dana or a nice male cat (I like other cats) or a nice dog. I realize my condition will scare some people, but I hope there is a wonderful person and/or family who is willing to understand my problem and who looks deep into my golden eyes and says "Wow! That's my cat."

If you are interested in Tommy, please contact us to meet him or for more information.