Triss

My name is Triss. Like all my siblings, I was named after a character in a book. I am a fierce fighter just like the Triss in the book. When I was born, I was tiny. My human mom tried to bottle feed me so I could keep up with the others. I was not about to have that! I am fighter! Not only did I refuse the bottle, but I found my own place to nurse. I did not need help and I still dont. I am an independent girl. I dont like to be squished or blubbered over, but I will allow quick pets. My human mom keeps petting me and picking me up so Ill get used to it. Dont tell her, but I kind of like getting loves. I have grown a lot and I can give my brothers a run for their money when we wrestle. I would like another cat in my new family that will play and wrestle with me. I have good house manners; litter box trained, scratching post trained, polite with my foster siblings. My human mom has the audacity to trim my front claws, but Im getting used to it. As long as she doesnt take a toe off. My foster siblings are a bit intimidating because they are so big, but I know they are scared of us, too. My human mom says they are big babies. I dont know any small humans, but the big ones are ok. I havent met any dogs or other animals, but I could probably be friends as long as they are polite. If you want a spunky girl to liven things up for you, then Im your girl.