Scamp

Hi, I’m Scamp. Yes, the Scamp. Former stray, current domestic icon. <br/><br/>I like to think of myself as cautious, not shy. I just prefer to conduct a brief background check before accepting new humans into my inner circle. You may notice me observing you at first. This is normal. I’m deciding if you’re worthy of petting me and my silky luxurious brown and white coat. (spoiler: you probably are, just give me a minute).<br/><br/>Once you pass inspection, though, I completely forget I was ever mysterious and immediately become a full-time affection enthusiast. I’m talking hard head bumps, surprise cuddles, and a strong belief that your hands exist solely to pet me. The warm up stage may be brief, but the payoff is a lot. I go from “who are you” to “you cannot stop petting me now” in record time. It’s a very exclusive experience.<br/><br/>I would prefer a home with a buddy!

Hi, I’m Scamp. Yes, the Scamp. Former stray, current domestic icon.

I like to think of myself as cautious, not shy. I just prefer to conduct a brief background check before accepting new humans into my inner circle. You may notice me observing you at first. This is normal. I’m deciding if you’re worthy of petting me and my silky luxurious brown and white coat. (spoiler: you probably are, just give me a minute).

Once you pass inspection, though, I completely forget I was ever mysterious and immediately become a full-time affection enthusiast. I’m talking hard head bumps, surprise cuddles, and a strong belief that your hands exist solely to pet me. The warm up stage may be brief, but the payoff is a lot. I go from “who are you” to “you cannot stop petting me now” in record time. It’s a very exclusive experience.

I would prefer a home with a buddy!

Hi, I’m Scamp. Yes, the Scamp. Former stray, current domestic icon.

I like to think of myself as cautious, not shy. I just prefer to conduct a brief background check before accepting new humans into my inner circle. You may notice me observing you at first. This is normal. I’m deciding if you’re worthy of petting me and my silky luxurious brown and white coat. (spoiler: you probably are, just give me a minute).

Once you pass inspection, though, I completely forget I was ever mysterious and immediately become a full-time affection enthusiast. I’m talking hard head bumps, surprise cuddles, and a strong belief that your hands exist solely to pet me. The warm up stage may be brief, but the payoff is a lot. I go from “who are you” to “you cannot stop petting me now” in record time. It’s a very exclusive experience.

I would prefer a home with a buddy!