H.P. Lovecraft was trapped as part of a TNR effort. Post-op, as I was moving sterilized cats into clean cages… I noticed this guy would not move, but instead, would flop over and was rolling around for pets. I moved the cage, and immediately into my arms he went. I decided he would not be re-released to his feral colony. I know I say this all the time, but he is the C U T E S T thing ever. He bleps. Please consider adopting an older rescue cat… the least desirable color… those that get overlooked but have so much love to give— and in Lovecraft’s case he absolutely demanded that I noticed! 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞: https://docs.google.com/.../1FAIpQLSfOL4RA5be9hY.../viewform