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After spending a majority of my young kitten life in the shelter, I am understandably on the shy side. When I first came to my foster mom, I kept my tail tucked and stayed under the couch. I am finally beginning to trust my foster mom. My favorite is the laser light, boy can I run after that red dot! And, oh my do I love pets and scratches, especially around the ears and neck. That is when my purr machine starts up. At this point, I still prefer to come to you. If my mom sits on the couch, give me a few and I will even jump up and join her. I just need someone who is patient and I know I will continue to blossom.

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