Abigail & Winston

Hi… I’m Abigail but I go by Abby too.<br/><br/>I’m still getting used to saying that out loud — “I’m Abby.” It feels soft and kind… just like I’m hoping my life will be.<br/><br/>Not long ago, I was all by myself in a loud, echoing place called the shelter. I didn’t know why I was there or where everyone had gone. The smells were strange, the sounds were overwhelming, and my little heart beat so fast all the time. I’m a shy girl by nature and can be nervous at first, especially in new places. I tried to be brave, but I was very lonely.<br/><br/>Then one day, they opened my kennel door and placed me in with two boys — Jasper and Winston. I wasn’t sure what to think at first, but they were gentle and kind. Winston especially made me feel safe, and before I knew it, he was my comfort, my confidence, and my best friend. We have a special bond. Having them with me made everything feel less scary, and for the first time in a while, I didn’t feel so alone. (Jasper has since went and found himself a home with his new best friend, Michael.)<br/><br/>And then something wonderful happened — we got to leave together.<br/><br/>I didn’t know what a “foster home” was, but I learned quickly. It’s a place with soft blankets, calm voices, and people whose hands are warm and safe. Now, my sweetness really shines.<br/><br/>I’m a dilute tortie girl (they say my fur looks like soft watercolors), about nine months old, and I am nothing but sweet. I'm a tall sleek girl. I love gentle affection, and at bedtime? That’s my favorite part of the day. I want quiet cuddles, soft voices, and someone to curl up with while the world goes to sleep. Winston is always right there with me, and we’d love a home where we can stay together — we truly are the best of friends and really well behaved kitties. <br/><br/>We have little conversations with one another and if one cries out, the other comes running. We both love to sit on your lap. We will even be on your lap at the same time and we would love to sleep with you if you let us. We love playing together, we a great with other kitties and are perfect around the insane little dogs that live here. We are kind of fascinated by them.<br/><br/>I’m ready for love, kisses and a family who will never let me feel alone again. A few treats, a cozy bed, bedtime cuddles, and my best friend by my side? That sounds just about perfect.<br/><br/>Love,<br/>Abby & Winston<br/><br/><br/>If you would like to meet your new best friends, contact the Adoption Coordinator at info@almosthometn.org or 865-236-0830. To fill out an application, go to www.almosthometn.org. If you cannot get it to work, let us know and we will email it to you in a different format.<br/><br/>Unless otherwise noted, all Almost Home cats are healthy, spayed/neutered, up-to-date on vaccinations, and flea & tick preventative.

Hi… I’m Abigail but I go by Abby too.

I’m still getting used to saying that out loud — “I’m Abby.” It feels soft and kind… just like I’m hoping my life will be.

Not long ago, I was all by myself in a loud, echoing place called the shelter. I didn’t know why I was there or where everyone had gone. The smells were strange, the sounds were overwhelming, and my little heart beat so fast all the time. I’m a shy girl by nature and can be nervous at first, especially in new places. I tried to be brave, but I was very lonely.

Then one day, they opened my kennel door and placed me in with two boys — Jasper and Winston. I wasn’t sure what to think at first, but they were gentle and kind. Winston especially made me feel safe, and before I knew it, he was my comfort, my confidence, and my best friend. We have a special bond. Having them with me made everything feel less scary, and for the first time in a while, I didn’t feel so alone. (Jasper has since went and found himself a home with his new best friend, M

Hi… I’m Abigail but I go by Abby too.

I’m still getting used to saying that out loud — “I’m Abby.” It feels soft and kind… just like I’m hoping my life will be.

Not long ago, I was all by myself in a loud, echoing place called the shelter. I didn’t know why I was there or where everyone had gone. The smells were strange, the sounds were overwhelming, and my little heart beat so fast all the time. I’m a shy girl by nature and can be nervous at first, especially in new places. I tried to be brave, but I was very lonely.

Then one day, they opened my kennel door and placed me in with two boys — Jasper and Winston. I wasn’t sure what to think at first, but they were gentle and kind. Winston especially made me feel safe, and before I knew it, he was my comfort, my confidence, and my best friend. We have a special bond. Having them with me made everything feel less scary, and for the first time in a while, I didn’t feel so alone. (Jasper has since went and found himself a home with his new best friend, Michael.)

And then something wonderful happened — we got to leave together.

I didn’t know what a “foster home” was, but I learned quickly. It’s a place with soft blankets, calm voices, and people whose hands are warm and safe. Now, my sweetness really shines.

I’m a dilute tortie girl (they say my fur looks like soft watercolors), about nine months old, and I am nothing bu