
He's definitely an adult, but still likes to play a bit and loves to be held. And he purrs - oh, he loves to purr! When he was hit with the sickness that went around the Shelter, he and I would sit outside on the bench and take in the sunshine. And he'd purr. And he'd just cuddle against my chest and enjoy the attention.
Why is Ivan here? I don't know. Perhaps his owners lost their home, perhaps he got lost in a move, perhaps someone didn't realize what a great cat he is. ALL the cats at the Shelter are now spayed and neutered, including my dear, sweet Ivan. If he was a marshmallow before, he's even more so now.
Look at that face. How could you not fall in love with him?

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