My name is Mitchell and I am about 4 years old. As you can see I am a handsome tuxedo boy with a velvety black nose.
I used to live with my mom down in the Coronado Cays, but she died and I was left all alone. People came and emptied our home and then new people moved in. I didn’t know them, but I still went to the door because it was the only home I had ever known. They wouldn’t let me into my home and they wouldn’t feed me.
One of our neighbors felt badly for me and he picked me up and brought me to the ACF. They are very nice here, but I miss my mom and all of these new people, sounds and smells scare me a little.
When I get too frightened, I bury my head into my paws. Or if someone is holding me, I bury my face in the crook of their arm.
I hear them talking about me – they say I am very sweet, just scared. They tell me I will get braver the more I get used to my new room. One of the other cats hissed at me, but I just ignored her.
I wish I could find my mom…I sure do miss her. They tell me I someone else is going to fall in love with me and take me to a new home where I will be so happy.
I hope they are right. Maybe you are the one that will love and protect me and take good care of me. Can you maybe come down to the ACF soon and meet me to see if we can be best friends?
I will promise to be as brave as I can and to let you see how sweet I am and how much love I have to give.