My name is Tori and first and foremost I need to confess that I deceived a vet. I was so desperate to be rescued by FUR, I convinced a vet that I was pregnant. It worked! In order to make sure my “babies” were safe, FUR scooped me up and kept me safe. I must admit I was a bit grumpy at first because I knew it wouldn’t be long before they figured out there would be no babies – you know how people just love those kittens. Personally, I don’t understand that when you can have a cool, non-curtain climbing laid back sweetie like me. When did I stop being grumpy? When I realized FUR folks loved me just the same. Now, between you and me, I am ready for a home of my own. You see, there is this other cat name Jessie who thinks she is the most gorgeous little girl tux in the world and keeps stealing my spot on the cat furniture. I know – how rude! I am a about 2 years old and am a dark tortoise shell beauty (no lies there) who would love to belong to someone. Is that someone you?