Hello there! If you're looking for a cuddly, sweet, little lap cat, keep on looking—that ain't me, babe! I am an independent, petite penguin who has a lot of rules for whoever I decide to let adopt me. But I promise I'm worth it. Rule 1: Think of me as a pet for your pet. Not so much for you. I go absolutely bonkers when I see the resident cats at my foster home through the glass door—I love me an older kitty! I even love my sister and roommate Coconut, though she's about as cuddly as the fruit she's named after. And kittens are cool, too! I mean, I'll put them in their place when needed, but spare the rod spoil the child, amirite? Rule 2: You must be fun. Because I am so fun. I've yet to meet a toy I didn't love, though to be honest, I like the cheap ones best. Expensive fountain toy with floating fish? Pass. Broken wand that's only a string now? Yes, please! I also like to hit the 'nip on occasion. I climb, I jump, I wrestle, I stalk; boy do I love me some playtime. Rule 3: Hands to yourself, please. I mean, know when I last saw a human lick their hands like we do to clean? Never. So keep those germ-ridden mitts to yourself. Please. One exception: I will allow you to gently stroke my back while I'm eating my wet food. You are welcome. If you are up for these rules, I am your girl. I will sit next to you on the couch (just no touching, shudder), play with you until you get bored first, and keep your other cats on the straight and narrow. I know this is a long shot—most people want cuddly kittens, you know? But I'm just so hopeful that there's a cat savvy person out there who will love me for me. Is that you?