Wand toy out? She’s airborne. Laser dot on the floor? Gone. She launches straight up, snatches her “prey,” and then struts off with it in her mouth like she just conquered the wild. The confidence. The drama. The tiny victory parade. When she’s not hunting imaginary beasts, she’s stretched out in a sunny window, squirrel-watching like it’s her full-time job. She gets along beautifully with her kitty friends and loves piling into a bed with her brother. And the welcome committee? That’s Kirby. First one at the door every time you come home — bright-eyed and ready to greet you. * Apply to meet Kirby: <a href="https://kitkatplayroom.com/adoption-process">Click Here</a>