I'm OJ, and I stopped expecting to be chosen a long time ago...but every day, I still wait.
I'm an orange and white gentleman with soft fur and my fair share of scars-the kind you earn from surviving the streets when you were never built for that kind of life.
I've been at the shelter for months now. While I'm so grateful to be safe, I desperately long for a real home. Most days, I curl up quietly in the corner of my Kitty condo and watch people come and go. They smile at the adorable, playful kittens. They laugh with the bold, outgoing cats. I understand that I may not be one to grab your attention. I just don't know how to compete.
But that doesn't mean I've stopped hoping. Every morning, I open my eyes and whisper to myself, „Maybe today. Maybe today my person will walk in. Maybe they'll see past the glass. Maybe they'll see me."
Sometimes, I even press my paw to the window as people walk by. Just in case someone decides to stop. Just in case someone feels that tug in their heart and just knows that I'm the one.
I don't want to fade into the background anymore. I want to be seen, not for my age, my scars, or my subtle ways, but for the good boy I truly am.
Could the angel I've been waiting for be you?
*OJ is FIV+, which simply means he needs to live indoors. He also has a sensitive stomach and does best on a consistent diet. But please don't let that scare you. OJ is one of the sweetest, most down-to-earth cats you could ever meet. He's a lover, not a fighter, and he can live peacefully with other cats. We're not sure yet how he feels around dogs, but we'd be happy to dog-test him upon request.
