He’s not actually from a shelter - but I did adopt him out of unpleasant circumstances, so I’m counting it. This woman had a kid, and he was the kid’s kitten. But I guess when he grew into an adult, the kid wanted nothing to do with him - and neither did the kid’s mother. So she put him outside with her two other cats. Which might have been fine, if they didn’t live on a 10-acre farm.

The other two cats have since been killed by wild animals. Apollo here has a big nasty red scab behind his one ear and some blood inside his other from being attacked from something mean a few weeks ago. Poor guy.

The woman’s brother and sister-in-law, who live in another house on the same property, have their own two cats who are very territorial and don’t like Apollo on their turf - so they couldn’t take him in. But they have left food out for him every night since his family ditched him, and put him in the garage on the coldest of nights. I’m glad I could adopt him and give him a safe, warm home with someone to love him - because I’m not sure he’d have lasted much longer out in the woods with the foxes and such.

He’s about 15 lbs., and very, very fluffy. He’s got a mane around his face like a lion’s. He’s got gorgeous coloring and is so so so affectionate. He’s loving having a soft, warm couch to nap on, and not having to share his food with skunks or worse.

I love him already. I hope he’ll like it here.