Chloe

Hi... I’m Chloe.<br/><br/>I’m 16 years old now. I know that number sounds big. It means I move a little slower. I sleep a little deeper. And I love a little harder.<br/><br/>I’m a very sweet girl, just quiet and shy. The world feels loud to me sometimes. Sudden noises make my heart flutter — and not just because I have a heart murmur. My little heart has always been a bit delicate. It still works so hard to love my person, though.<br/><br/>I don’t ask for much. Just a soft lap. A gentle hand. A calm home where I can feel safe. I love to sleep curled up next to my person at night, tucked in close like I belong there. Because when I have someone, I give them all of me.<br/><br/>I need a home without children or other pets. I’m not being difficult — I’m just tired. I’ve spent my whole life being good and gentle, and now I just need peace.<br/><br/>I was adopted over the summer. I thought that was my forever. I truly did. But sometimes life changes, and my person couldn’t keep me. So here I am again... at 16... trying to be brave.<br/><br/>It’s scary to start over when you’re old enough to know what it means to lose something.<br/><br/>I don’t need years and years. I just need someone who will promise that this time, it’s forever. Someone who will let me rest my head on their lap and tell me I’m home.<br/><br/>If you have a quiet house and an open heart, I’m right here.<br/><br/>Still loving. Still hoping.<br/><br/>I’m part of the<br/>Take A Chance On Me<br/>program, which means my adoption fee is lowered to help me find the right match.<br/><br/>If you are interested in adopting, please fill put an application online at<br/><br/>ahimsahaven.org .<br/><br/>Meet and greets are with an approved application by appointment only.<br/><br/>As always, cats that are ready to be adopted are spayed/neutered, have age appropriate shots, are micro-chipped, dewormed/deflead, and FEL/FIV tested.

Hi... I’m Chloe.

I’m 16 years old now. I know that number sounds big. It means I move a little slower. I sleep a little deeper. And I love a little harder.

I’m a very sweet girl, just quiet and shy. The world feels loud to me sometimes. Sudden noises make my heart flutter — and not just because I have a heart murmur. My little heart has always been a bit delicate. It still works so hard to love my person, though.

I don’t ask for much. Just a soft lap. A gentle hand. A calm home where I can feel safe. I love to sleep curled up next to my person at night, tucked in close like I belong there. Because when I have someone, I give them all of me.

I need a home without children or other pets. I’m not being difficult — I’m just tired. I’ve spent my whole life being good and gentle, and now I just need peace.

I was adopted over the summer. I thought that was my forever. I truly did. But sometimes life changes, and my person couldn’t keep me. So here I am again... at 16... trying to be brav

Hi... I’m Chloe.

I’m 16 years old now. I know that number sounds big. It means I move a little slower. I sleep a little deeper. And I love a little harder.

I’m a very sweet girl, just quiet and shy. The world feels loud to me sometimes. Sudden noises make my heart flutter — and not just because I have a heart murmur. My little heart has always been a bit delicate. It still works so hard to love my person, though.

I don’t ask for much. Just a soft lap. A gentle hand. A calm home where I can feel safe. I love to sleep curled up next to my person at night, tucked in close like I belong there. Because when I have someone, I give them all of me.

I need a home without children or other pets. I’m not being difficult — I’m just tired. I’ve spent my whole life being good and gentle, and now I just need peace.

I was adopted over the summer. I thought that was my forever. I truly did. But sometimes life changes, and my person couldn’t keep me. So here I am again... at 16... trying to be brave.

It’s scary to start over when you’re old enough to know what it means to lose something.

I don’t need years and years. I just need someone who will promise that this time, it’s forever. Someone who will let me rest my head on their lap and tell me I’m home.

If you have a quiet house and an open heart, I’m right here.

Still loving. Still hoping.

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