I’m a declawed guy and some say I have a “bad attitude.” Well you would be too if you led my life. You see when I was just a kitten (some years back) I was adopted by a family to live on a farm and be a “barn” cat. For some unexplained reason, they decided to declaw me and as I grew up I changed from being a well-adjusted friendly cat to one that is just the opposite (if you get my drift!). Anyway, this “family” brought me to the MHAA a few years ago and here I sit, or lie, or run or sleep. But that’s OK…I’ll just hang out here until someone comes along who appreciates a cat with “attitude.”

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