Rocco

Meet Rocco: Extra Skin, Extra Personality, and Absolutely No Refunds! <br/><br/>Well, hello there, humans! My name is Rocco, and I’m approximately 6 years old, formerly employed as a professional street cat. That’s right, I was a stray, just out there living my life until somebody decided I needed a little assistance.<br/><br/>Apparently, I was a bit of a fixer-upper. <br/><br/>First, my eyelids were rolling inward. It’s called entropion, and let me tell you, having your eyelashes constantly rubbing your eyeballs is NOT a good time. Thankfully, the humans got that fixed with surgery.<br/><br/>Then they started investigating my skin.<br/><br/>Listen, I don’t know what the big deal is. So I’ve got enough loose skin to fit another entire cat inside me. IS THAT A CRIME?! <br/><br/>Apparently, my skin is unusually stretchy and delicate. I’ve gotten a few scratches that haven’t healed as quickly as they should, and sometimes my skin tears more easily than expected.<br/><br/>The humans suspect I might have something called feline cutaneous asthenia, which is basically the cat version of Ehlers-Danlos syndrome. It’s a rare connective tissue disorder that can cause stretchy, fragile skin.<br/><br/>Now, before anybody starts diagnosing me through their phone, let me clarify: This is only suspected, NOT confirmed through testing. My humans just want you to know that I may need a little extra care and protection throughout my life.<br/><br/>But enough about my medical records. Let’s discuss ME.<br/><br/>First of all, I LOVE PEOPLE! <br/><br/>Seriously, I have never met a human I didn’t like. Strangers? Never heard of them. As far as I’m concerned, everyone is just a friend who hasn’t had the privilege of holding me yet.<br/><br/>And speaking of being held, PICK ME UP! PLEASE! <br/><br/>I absolutely LOVE being carried around and cuddled. You can hold me, snuggle me, and tell me how handsome I am. I will happily accept all of it. Personal space? That’s more of a suggestion than a requirement.<br/><br/>I’m also a playful guy! I enjoy having fun, exploring, and doing normal cat things. I just need a home where the other cats aren’t auditioning for the WWE.<br/><br/>Seriously. No wrestling matches, no cage fights, and absolutely no flying tackles from the top rope.<br/><br/>My skin might not appreciate that.<br/><br/>I’d do best in a calm home, either as your one and only or with gentle, friendly cats who understand personal space. I don’t mind having roommates, provided they’re not jerks.<br/><br/>Oh, and one more thing. I have TWO toenails growing out of one dewclaw. Not an extra toe. Just an extra toenail. Apparently, whoever assembled me had a few leftover parts. <br/><br/>So here’s the deal.<br/><br/>I’m approximately 6 years old, I’ve survived life on the streets, I’ve had my eyeballs repaired, and I’m walking around wearing enough extra skin for two cats.<br/><br/>I’m not defective. I’m a limited edition.<br/><br/>All I need now is someone who understands that I might require a little extra care, a peaceful place to call home, and a whole lot of love. Preferably someone with two functioning arms, because I fully intend to spend a considerable amount of time in them.<br/><br/>So, what do you say? Wanna take home the world’s most adorable bag of spare cat parts? <br/><br/>Love,<br/>Rocco <br/><br/> Veterans adopt free with proof of service.

Meet Rocco: Extra Skin, Extra Personality, and Absolutely No Refunds!

Well, hello there, humans! My name is Rocco, and I’m approximately 6 years old, formerly employed as a professional street cat. That’s right, I was a stray, just out there living my life until somebody decided I needed a little assistance.

Apparently, I was a bit of a fixer-upper.

First, my eyelids were rolling inward. It’s called entropion, and let me tell you, having your eyelashes constantly rubbing your eyeballs is NOT a good time. Thankfully, the humans got that fixed with surgery.

Then they started investigating my skin.

Listen, I don’t know what the big deal is. So I’ve got enough loose skin to fit another entire cat inside me. IS THAT A CRIME?!

Apparently, my skin is unusually stretchy and delicate. I’ve gotten a few scratches that haven’t healed as quickly as they should, and sometimes my skin tears more easily than expected.

The humans suspect I might have something called feline c

Meet Rocco: Extra Skin, Extra Personality, and Absolutely No Refunds!

Well, hello there, humans! My name is Rocco, and I’m approximately 6 years old, formerly employed as a professional street cat. That’s right, I was a stray, just out there living my life until somebody decided I needed a little assistance.

Apparently, I was a bit of a fixer-upper.

First, my eyelids were rolling inward. It’s called entropion, and let me tell you, having your eyelashes constantly rubbing your eyeballs is NOT a good time. Thankfully, the humans got that fixed with surgery.

Then they started investigating my skin.

Listen, I don’t know what the big deal is. So I’ve got enough loose skin to fit another entire cat inside me. IS THAT A CRIME?!

Apparently, my skin is unusually stretchy and delicate. I’ve gotten a few scratches that haven’t healed as quickly as they should, and sometimes my skin tears more easily than expected.

The humans suspect I might have something called feline cutaneous asthenia, which is basically the cat version of Ehlers-Danlos syndrome. It’s a rare connective tissue disorder that can cause stretchy, fragile skin.

Now, before anybody starts diagnosing me through their phone, let me clarify: This is only suspected, NOT confirmed through testing. My humans just want you to know that I may need a little extra care and protection throughout my li