Sandwich

Let’s start from the beginning.<br/><br/>In April, we were contacted about a tomcat whose feeder was moving. When we first met him, he was terrified. Street life had not been kind to him — he was intact, covered in wounds, and ultimately tested FIV positive. Releasing him back outside to keep surviving that way didn’t feel right. So we gave him a chance.<br/><br/>At first, he hid. He wasn’t mean — just scared. And honestly? Fair. The world had never shown him much kindness.<br/><br/>Then one day, instead of disappearing when dinner arrived, he sat in the middle of the room and yelled.<br/><br/>And he hasn’t stopped yelling since.<br/><br/>What followed were small, quiet wins. Eating closer. Taking food from my hand. Lingering instead of running. Choosing to stay. Choosing us.<br/><br/>Today, Sandwich lives openly with his foster cat and dog siblings. He eats with them, naps near them, rubs against my legs for attention, and shouts (dramatically) if dinner is even five minutes late. He has gone from survival mode to thriving. He loves to snuggle, rub his gums against his foster mom. He makes biscuits, he snores, he follows you around.<br/><br/>Meet Sandwich.<br/>About 3 years old. Neutered. Fully vaccinated. FeLV negative. FIV positive (which, for indoor cats, simply means he can live a long, normal life).<br/><br/>He’s a thick, solid, all-black hunk of a cat. Always hungry. Always ready for head scratches. A little dramatic. A lot loyal.<br/><br/>He may not leap into your arms on day one — but he will choose you. And when a former street cat decides you’re his person? It hits different.<br/><br/>He is good with cats, dogs, and even birds. He doesn’t start fights. He just wants food, safety, and someone who understands that trust is earned.<br/><br/>Saying he’s ready is bittersweet. But he is.<br/><br/>And whoever adopts him won’t just be getting a cat.<br/><br/>They’ll be getting Sandwich.

Let’s start from the beginning.

In April, we were contacted about a tomcat whose feeder was moving. When we first met him, he was terrified. Street life had not been kind to him — he was intact, covered in wounds, and ultimately tested FIV positive. Releasing him back outside to keep surviving that way didn’t feel right. So we gave him a chance.

At first, he hid. He wasn’t mean — just scared. And honestly? Fair. The world had never shown him much kindness.

Then one day, instead of disappearing when dinner arrived, he sat in the middle of the room and yelled.

And he hasn’t stopped yelling since.

What followed were small, quiet wins. Eating closer. Taking food from my hand. Lingering instead of running. Choosing to stay. Choosing us.

Today, Sandwich lives openly with his foster cat and dog siblings. He eats with them, naps near them, rubs against my legs for attention, and shouts (dramatically) if dinner is even five minutes late. He has gone from survival mode to thriving.

Let’s start from the beginning.

In April, we were contacted about a tomcat whose feeder was moving. When we first met him, he was terrified. Street life had not been kind to him — he was intact, covered in wounds, and ultimately tested FIV positive. Releasing him back outside to keep surviving that way didn’t feel right. So we gave him a chance.

At first, he hid. He wasn’t mean — just scared. And honestly? Fair. The world had never shown him much kindness.

Then one day, instead of disappearing when dinner arrived, he sat in the middle of the room and yelled.

And he hasn’t stopped yelling since.

What followed were small, quiet wins. Eating closer. Taking food from my hand. Lingering instead of running. Choosing to stay. Choosing us.

Today, Sandwich lives openly with his foster cat and dog siblings. He eats with them, naps near them, rubs against my legs for attention, and shouts (dramatically) if dinner is even five minutes late. He has gone from survival mode to thriving. He loves to snuggle, rub his gums against his foster mom. He makes biscuits, he snores, he follows you around.

Meet Sandwich.
About 3 years old. Neutered. Fully vaccinated. FeLV negative. FIV positive (which, for indoor cats, simply means he can live a long, normal life).

He’s a thick, solid, all-black hunk of a cat. Always hungry. Always ready for head scratches. A little d