Meet Camilla!

Hi.  My name is Camilla.  My A number is A601007.  That might be important to someone out there.  You’ll see why in a minute.

I’m a foster cat, but not just any foster cat.  I’m a long-stay foster.  You see, most foster cats are cute little kittens that just need to get old enough to get adopted, and then they’re outta there.  But some of us need a little more help.  That’s like me. 

I came to TLAC on May 14 as a stray.  I don’t really like to talk about that, though, so nobody really knows anything about my life before then.  They guess I’m about 5 years old, but a lady never tells her age, so that’s a guess.  I hear that TLAC is a wonderful place that does great things for kitties, but I hated it!  I was so terrified that I stopped eating.  Everyone got scared for me, and a nice lady (now I call her Aunt Maggie) took me home for a month while I relaxed and started eating again. 

Once that happened, Aunt Maggie thought it would be better for me to live at TLAC so people could see me and I could get adopted faster.  But I was still so scared that I wouldn’t eat.  That’s when my current foster mom took me to live at her house.

My new situation is pretty sweet.  I have two foster siblings that keep me company, but leave me alone, which is what I like.  I don’t get in their business, and they don’t get in mine.  We’re all friends, but we’re not BFFS.  It’s quiet and calm (loud noises scare me), and my foster mom feeds me off a plate in the kitchen, which is perfect for a delicate cat like me.   At night I sit on the back of the sofa beside my foster mom, and she pets me when I give her headbutts.  

Once a month, I do have to go to something  at TLAC called http://www.desperatehousecats.info/, where long stay foster cats like me have a chance to be seen.   I don’t love it, but it’s the tradeoff I have to make to live at a nice, safe home.  So far, nobody has decided that I’m the right cat for them.  Aunt Maggie says it might be because I’m so unusual looking but my foster mom says that it’s okay that I’m different.  She says that it’s easy to be a brown tabby domestic shorthair, but it takes someone special to be an exotic Muppet-looking cat like me. 

I love my foster mom because she says I can live with her as long as it takes to find my forever home and I’ll never have to live at the loud, scary shelter again.  Without fosters who like to help long-stay cats, I don’t know what would have happened to me!  But I want to get out as soon as I can, because as long as I’m living here, there’s not room for another cat that also needs to live in foster, and there are always more cats than foster homes for them.  If you think I could live with you forever, talk to the nice staff at TLAC and tell them my A number (see, I told you it might be important!).   

Thanks for reading.

Love,

Camilla