Alaska

Meet Alaska - Your Future Lap-Warmer, Laundry Supervisor and full-time goofball!<br/><br/>Hello, I'm Alaska: a stunning snow-white gentleman with one glorious, flaming-orange tail that curls over my back like a husky who forgot he's supposed to be a cat.<br/><br/>Life didn't start easy for me. Someone left me behind, and survived on pilferd dog kibble when a kind family spotted me. I enjoyed playing and affectionately head butting the kids (ages 7-10.) I'm basically a professional cuddler who moonlights as a cat.<br/><br/>If affection were an Olympic sport, I'd have all the gold medals. I greet you with chirps and head boops, follow you from room to room like your fluffy white shadow, and consider any lap within a five-foot radius my personal throne. At night I'll curl up right against your heart and purr so loudly you'll wonder if a tiny motorcycle moved in.<br/><br/>Playtime? Absolutely! But my true passion? Fresh, clean laundry. It's best when it's piled high and not folded - I'm sprawled across the pile for a victorious nap!<br/><br/>I also have a charming obsession with dripping faucets. Catch me perched on the bathroom sink, delicately batting at the water like I'm conducting my own private symphony. A little fountain or a slow-dripping tap and I'm in heaven.<br/><br/>The Single Meow: I have exactly one dramatic "MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP" I save for special occasions-like when my food bowl is only 90% full or when you've been reading instead of petting me for six entire minutes.<br/><br/>Alaska is neutered, vaccinated, healthy, and ready to love his new family with every ounce of his big marshmallow heart. If you're looking for a cat who thinks "personal space" is a myth and that every day is Bring Your Cat to Work Day, I'm your boy.<br/><br/>Come meet me. I promise the first head boop will melt you on the spot-and I've already picked out the perfect spot on your couch (and your laundry pile) with your name on it.<br/>Love, Alaska <br/><br/>P.S. Alaska gets along with the foster's adult cats and loves his scratching post!.

Meet Alaska - Your Future Lap-Warmer, Laundry Supervisor and full-time goofball!

Hello, I'm Alaska: a stunning snow-white gentleman with one glorious, flaming-orange tail that curls over my back like a husky who forgot he's supposed to be a cat.

Life didn't start easy for me. Someone left me behind, and survived on pilferd dog kibble when a kind family spotted me. I enjoyed playing and affectionately head butting the kids (ages 7-10.) I'm basically a professional cuddler who moonlights as a cat.

If affection were an Olympic sport, I'd have all the gold medals. I greet you with chirps and head boops, follow you from room to room like your fluffy white shadow, and consider any lap within a five-foot radius my personal throne. At night I'll curl up right against your heart and purr so loudly you'll wonder if a tiny motorcycle moved in.

Playtime? Absolutely! But my true passion? Fresh, clean laundry. It's best when it's piled high and not folded - I'm sprawled across the pile for a victorious

Meet Alaska - Your Future Lap-Warmer, Laundry Supervisor and full-time goofball!

Hello, I'm Alaska: a stunning snow-white gentleman with one glorious, flaming-orange tail that curls over my back like a husky who forgot he's supposed to be a cat.

Life didn't start easy for me. Someone left me behind, and survived on pilferd dog kibble when a kind family spotted me. I enjoyed playing and affectionately head butting the kids (ages 7-10.) I'm basically a professional cuddler who moonlights as a cat.

If affection were an Olympic sport, I'd have all the gold medals. I greet you with chirps and head boops, follow you from room to room like your fluffy white shadow, and consider any lap within a five-foot radius my personal throne. At night I'll curl up right against your heart and purr so loudly you'll wonder if a tiny motorcycle moved in.

Playtime? Absolutely! But my true passion? Fresh, clean laundry. It's best when it's piled high and not folded - I'm sprawled across the pile for a victorious nap!

I also have a charming obsession with dripping faucets. Catch me perched on the bathroom sink, delicately batting at the water like I'm conducting my own private symphony. A little fountain or a slow-dripping tap and I'm in heaven.

The Single Meow: I have exactly one dramatic "MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP" I save for special occasions-like when my food bowl is only 90% full or when