Blue (in foster)

Blue<br/>My foster mom (FM) asked the interviewer lady (IL) to give you a little heads-up about my progress with her. To recap: my owner surrendered me in June 2024 after only 6 weeks with her. I was adopted in September 2024, but surrendered again in January 2026. It really takes a toll on a girl when you are passed around several times. I am now 8-years and 10-months old. Being back at the HSHC was quite a shock. My previous home had resident cats who were totally overwhelming and stressful to live with. Sharing litter boxes, food bowls, and water dishes was hard to bear. Whenever I saw them, I would yowl, cry, and sometimes even soil myself. For two months—which I called Heavenly—I lived separately from those cats. My stress level went away. I was feeling 100% happy. Checking into HSHC again has caused my stress and anxiety to accelerate. The shelter decided I needed to go to a foster home to "de-stress," relax, and become a happy cat again. On February 11, I moved in with my foster mom (FM). The first fifty hours were terrifying. I lost my appetite. However, I began to get comfortable living in a bathroom and sleeping in my familiar cat carrier. It holds blankets with my scent. I have a window to watch the backyard and a litterbox just for me. I use it without problems. Gradually, instead of yowling, I began making high-pitched, little mew-sounds. FM is pleased to hear me purring and meowing for attention. I am quite the little chatterbox now and enjoy hearing well-deserved compliments on my behavior. I am now relishing my time spent sunbathing next to FM’s bed and under her nightstand. FM wants you to know that I do not like hands coming at me over my head. Directly in front of my face or below my chin are my preferred approaches. FM says I continue to "have my boundaries," but I’m a polite lady and never use my claws enforcing them. FM thinks I might be okay with another cat or dog. That potential 4-legged sibling must be calm and allow me a peaceful space. I feel strongly that living with kids would be a solid "no thank you." FM and IL agree that it is still early days, and I need more time in my foster home. But since I am making steady progress, perhaps the public would enjoy hearing my story. If you are interested in adopting me, the HSHC can make the arrangements. 5-14-26

Blue
My foster mom (FM) asked the interviewer lady (IL) to give you a little heads-up about my progress with her. To recap: my owner surrendered me in June 2024 after only 6 weeks with her. I was adopted in September 2024, but surrendered again in January 2026. It really takes a toll on a girl when you are passed around several times. I am now 8-years and 10-months old. Being back at the HSHC was quite a shock. My previous home had resident cats who were totally overwhelming and stressful to live with. Sharing litter boxes, food bowls, and water dishes was hard to bear. Whenever I saw them, I would yowl, cry, and sometimes even soil myself. For two months—which I called Heavenly—I lived separately from those cats. My stress level went away. I was feeling 100% happy. Checking into HSHC again has caused my stress and anxiety to accelerate. The shelter decided I needed to go to a foster home to "de-stress," relax, and become a happy cat again. On February 11, I moved in with my foster mom (FM). The first fifty hours were te

Blue
My foster mom (FM) asked the interviewer lady (IL) to give you a little heads-up about my progress with her. To recap: my owner surrendered me in June 2024 after only 6 weeks with her. I was adopted in September 2024, but surrendered again in January 2026. It really takes a toll on a girl when you are passed around several times. I am now 8-years and 10-months old. Being back at the HSHC was quite a shock. My previous home had resident cats who were totally overwhelming and stressful to live with. Sharing litter boxes, food bowls, and water dishes was hard to bear. Whenever I saw them, I would yowl, cry, and sometimes even soil myself. For two months—which I called Heavenly—I lived separately from those cats. My stress level went away. I was feeling 100% happy. Checking into HSHC again has caused my stress and anxiety to accelerate. The shelter decided I needed to go to a foster home to "de-stress," relax, and become a happy cat again. On February 11, I moved in with my foster mom (FM). The first fifty hours were terrifying. I lost my appetite. However, I began to get comfortable living in a bathroom and sleeping in my familiar cat carrier. It holds blankets with my scent. I have a window to watch the backyard and a litterbox just for me. I use it without problems. Gradually, instead of yowling, I began making high-pitched, little mew-sounds. FM is pleased to hear me purring and meowing for attention. I am q