I'm the little guy of the family - i.e. the Runt - but I am growing quickly to catch up. At 3 months old and solid black, I pack a powerful punch of Panther energy. Anything that moves is a toy. I take my playtime very seriously. Like my sisters, I've got a little of my feral mama's caution in me. Strangers? I'll need a minute. When my sisters left for the pet store ahead of me and I had to spend my first night all alone! I had some thoughts about that. Loud thoughts. It turns out I have a lot of feelings about needing friends, and I am not afraid to express them. I'd thrive with someone who has time for a spirited, playful little shadow who just wants to be in the mix and know he's not forgotten. I may be the smallest, but I've got the biggest heart in the litter.