I've been on the streets for so long that I can't even recall when I ever had a home. I'm not even sure of my age; I think maybe 5 or years old. I've lost my tail and a few teeth and I've got a lot of battle scars to show for all the street fights that I've been in, hence my name Narley, except that I spell it w/out the G. I really am pretty gnarley looking but life is tough on the streets for feral tom cats. At one point I was so sick w/an upper respiratory infection and a very bad case of ear mites. I was cold, hungry and just plain worn out and I was ready to give up. Luck was w/me one day, though, because I wandered up to an old house that is also a real estate office and I could smell good food and I knew there were other cats in there. The kind lady who works there took me in and gave me the first meal that I'd had in ages. Then she took me to her vet for tests, shots, neutering and treatment to get rid of my URI and ear mites.
The vet told the lady that I'm a flame point Siamese. I guess my blue eyes gave it away. Sounds pretty good, huh? Well, not so much. As it turns out, I tested positive for something called FIV and so humans are afraid to adopt me and a few vets said that I should be put to sleep. The kind lady and her rescuer friend don't want to give up on me, though, because I'm a good cat. All I want to do at this point in my life is sit in a sunny window. I even like to be brushed. It feels so good to enjoy the human touch. I went so long without it. But time is running out, I'm afraid, because my rescuers have been trying to find a furrever home for me for over a year now. The house where I've been staying is soon to be rented, in about 3 weeks actually, so there goes my sunny window. I guess it isn't dramatic to say that I need a miracle, some kind angel to give me a home. I play well w/others and I like humans, too, so no worries there.
If you have a home w/other FIV cats or even if you could take me in and let me have a room to myself so that I wouldn't have to be caged again, I would show you my appreciation w/purrs and head bumpies and lots of eye kisses and I'll sit on your lap and let you brush me til my coat is silky. Please. You're my last hope.
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