Chloe

Chloe – The Mysterious Lady<br/><br/>Chloe is a delicate young tortoiseshell with the most thoughtful eyes you’ll ever meet. She spends her days perched on the highest shelf, quietly cataloguing everything that happens in the room like a tiny librarian who secretly runs the place. She is the queen of mixed signals, and she owns it.<br/><br/>Approach slowly and Chloe will give you a slow blink that says “Proceed... if you dare.” Reach out and she’ll flatten her ears in the universal cat sign for “Absolutely not.” But if you wait (and most people don’t), she’ll quietly lean her entire body into your hand with a purr so loud it sounds like a distant lawn mower. Congratulations, you’ve been chosen. Petting privileges are now officially granted, but only on her terms and only for as long as she feels like it then she remembers she’s mysterious and retreats to her throne).<br/><br/>Picking her up? Not happening. Chloe has perfected the art of becoming liquid spaghetti and simultaneously gaining 20 pounds the moment human arms appear. She will tolerate exactly zero seconds of being airborne.<br/><br/>Toys are her private joy. Wave a wand toy in front of her and she’ll stare at you with dignified indifference. Turn away for five seconds and you’ll hear the soft thump-thump-thump of her batting it around the room at 2 a.m. when she thinks no one is watching. Secretly playful, publicly poised.<br/><br/>Chloe has lived with other cats before but arrived here too overwhelmed to show her social side yet. We suspect she’d do best as an only cat or with one very calm, respectful companion who understands personal space (because Chloe speaks fluent Boundary).<br/><br/>If you’re looking for a quiet, elegant shadow who chooses you on her own schedule, who rewards patience with earth-shaking purrs and gentle head bumps, Chloe is waiting to interview you. She promises to keep watching from the top shelf until she decides you’re worthy. And when she does? You’ll never forget the moment this shy little tortie finally claims you as hers.<br/><br/>Come meet Chloe. Just... maybe don’t try to pick her up on the first date.<br/><br/>Visitors to the shelter are by appointment only and after a form has been submitted online:<br/><br/>https://www.marshmallowfoundation.org/forms/

Chloe – The Mysterious Lady

Chloe is a delicate young tortoiseshell with the most thoughtful eyes you’ll ever meet. She spends her days perched on the highest shelf, quietly cataloguing everything that happens in the room like a tiny librarian who secretly runs the place. She is the queen of mixed signals, and she owns it.

Approach slowly and Chloe will give you a slow blink that says “Proceed... if you dare.” Reach out and she’ll flatten her ears in the universal cat sign for “Absolutely not.” But if you wait (and most people don’t), she’ll quietly lean her entire body into your hand with a purr so loud it sounds like a distant lawn mower. Congratulations, you’ve been chosen. Petting privileges are now officially granted, but only on her terms and only for as long as she feels like it then she remembers she’s mysterious and retreats to her throne).

Picking her up? Not happening. Chloe has perfected the art of becoming liquid spaghetti and simultaneously gaining 20 pounds the moment human arms appe

Chloe – The Mysterious Lady

Chloe is a delicate young tortoiseshell with the most thoughtful eyes you’ll ever meet. She spends her days perched on the highest shelf, quietly cataloguing everything that happens in the room like a tiny librarian who secretly runs the place. She is the queen of mixed signals, and she owns it.

Approach slowly and Chloe will give you a slow blink that says “Proceed... if you dare.” Reach out and she’ll flatten her ears in the universal cat sign for “Absolutely not.” But if you wait (and most people don’t), she’ll quietly lean her entire body into your hand with a purr so loud it sounds like a distant lawn mower. Congratulations, you’ve been chosen. Petting privileges are now officially granted, but only on her terms and only for as long as she feels like it then she remembers she’s mysterious and retreats to her throne).

Picking her up? Not happening. Chloe has perfected the art of becoming liquid spaghetti and simultaneously gaining 20 pounds the moment human arms appear. She will tolerate exactly zero seconds of being airborne.

Toys are her private joy. Wave a wand toy in front of her and she’ll stare at you with dignified indifference. Turn away for five seconds and you’ll hear the soft thump-thump-thump of her batting it around the room at 2 a.m. when she thinks no one is watching. Secretly playful, publicly poised.

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