Pickle

I am tiny but mighty, but I can sure get myself into a pickle or two!. I was actually the smallest, the runt, for the longest time. My sister, brothers and I were bottle babies. We are lucky to have two foster moms! Our first mom fought long and hard for us to survive with very little sleep. We bonded with her as we were bottle fed. Once we got a grasp of eating canned kitten food we moved in with our second mom to fatten us up! I am a good eater! In fact, I was the first one of the bunch to try new foods and like them!



I am definitely a social guy with kitties and humans!! I love to run in and out of kitty tunnels, pull at shoe laces, kick balls around and bat at toys. Playing with hair is a thing too. Yep! Watch out, because I will climb up your back to your head and “massage” your scalp and suck, or lick, your hair! Being brushed or combed is tolerated, even weekly nail trims, but being held and pet is ALWAYS a MUST do. Although my foster family loves me lots, and my siblings too, I am ready for my furever home.