They say Lucifer is a fallen angel.  It’s true.  I often climb up and tumble down my cat tower.  I. Love. To. Play.

And snuggle. And purr. And chase. And climb. And above all, I love love.  If I find my foster mum sitting down, I am usually the first of my siblings to climb on her lap.  Then wriggle off, and come back… and wriggle off.  You get the idea.

I came to GAR with my brothers and sister and have spent the last few weeks growing and playing with them, and my foster siblings.  You could say I’m fairly well socialised.  I also share my house with four adult cats and two small/medium doggos.

The good news is, as a kitten I’m fairly adaptable and my foster parents think – with the right introductions – I’ll be able to slip into any home fairly easily; preferably one with a fellow kitty playmate.

Fun fact, I won’t stay a kitten forever so I am looking for a forever family who will love me until I’m old and grey (and just as adorable).

Lucifer is desexed, microchipped, vaccinated as up to date with flea and worm treatments.