I am Penny, and I am not sure what I’m doing here.  The people are nice; they gave me medical care when I needed it, treats, and love multiple times a day.  But they are not my people.

My brothers were all adopted when we were babies.  I don’t know why.  We were all cute, and I gave my sweetest expressions to the people coming around looking for a new baby, but they didn’t choose me.  

I made a friend, a cat I’m not related to called Bonnie.  Bonnie was also in this place for a long time, and we even went to foster together for awhile.  But Bonnie was adopted, too.  They didn’t choose me.

It is hard for me to shine at adoption events and open houses.  Even though I like people, and I want them to see me, it is scary to hear noises I don’t know.  Every time I start hearing the doorbell ringing and people arriving to see the cats, I try to psych myself up.  These could be your people!  Come out and meet them!  But I end up hiding in the cat trees.  I’ve been here for over a year now, and I’m not sure how to act another way.  It is a nice place with everything I need, but it is not my home.  

I may not run up to you right away, but I am a loving cat that wants a stable home, to love me forever and always belong.  Could you give me patience and a chance?  Could you choose me?  I am starting to worry I will never be chosen.