Jello

Jello

Does anyone even eat Jello anymore? Apparently somebody looked at me — a tiny wiggly baby kitten — and thought, “Yep. That’s a Jello.” Honestly… rude.

I was found as a bottle baby, which means I started life as a tiny little bean getting bottle-fed around the clock. But look at me now! I’ve spent the last month growing bigger, stronger, and much more talented at important kitten activities like zooming, climbing things I shouldn’t, and acting absolutely starving 12 seconds after eating.

I just got my first vaccine, I’m almost 2 pounds, and I’m about 2 months old. You know what that means… I’ll be available for adoption soon! Well… after the humans schedule the dreaded “snip snip.” I don’t really want to talk about it.

Also, can we discuss my coat for a moment? People say “tabby,” but I prefer “tiny jungle cat.” I have gorgeous swirls and markings that make me look fierce and majestic. Sometimes I practice my scary face in the mirror. So far, nobody is intimidated. Not even the dust bunnies.

Despite my ferocious appearance, I am actually a super sweet little boy who loves attention, cuddles, and causing mild chaos in the cutest possible way.

I’m still growing and learning how to kitten properly, but if you’d like to apply to pre-adopt me, I would be VERY interested in interviewing you for the position of My Human.

Adoption fee: $150