Michi

Michi is just a baby. At only six months old, this ginger boy has already lost the only home he knew, through no fault of his own. He didn’t do anything wrong. He simply needs someone willing to choose him and mean it.<br/><br/>Michi is beautiful in that soft, glowing way only orange boys can be. Charming, affectionate, curious about the world, and still young enough to grow up knowing what security feels like. He should be spending his days sprawled across a couch, chasing toys down hallways, and curling up next to his person at night. Instead, he’s waiting.<br/><br/>We don’t want Michi to grow up in rescue. We want him to grow up in a home.

Michi is just a baby. At only six months old, this ginger boy has already lost the only home he knew, through no fault of his own. He didn’t do anything wrong. He simply needs someone willing to choose him and mean it.

Michi is beautiful in that soft, glowing way only orange boys can be. Charming, affectionate, curious about the world, and still young enough to grow up knowing what security feels like. He should be spending his days sprawled across a couch, chasing toys down hallways, and curling up next to his person at night. Instead, he’s waiting.

We don’t want Michi to grow up in rescue. We want him to grow up in a home.

Michi is just a baby. At only six months old, this ginger boy has already lost the only home he knew, through no fault of his own. He didn’t do anything wrong. He simply needs someone willing to choose him and mean it.

Michi is beautiful in that soft, glowing way only orange boys can be. Charming, affectionate, curious about the world, and still young enough to grow up knowing what security feels like. He should be spending his days sprawled across a couch, chasing toys down hallways, and curling up next to his person at night. Instead, he’s waiting.

We don’t want Michi to grow up in rescue. We want him to grow up in a home.