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Frankie Grumbles Pacino — a big name for a cat with a big story

They call me Frankie….Frankie Grumbles Pacino, and I’m a four year-old male Tuxedo cat. Boy, do I have a story for you! I used to be somebody’s cat a long time ago. Then for some reason that I haven’t disclosed to these new humans in my life, I became a street cat. I lived on the streets in Van Nuys for a while. It was hard to find food out there, and I became really, really skinny….skin and bones, actually.

Then things got even worse. I got a wound on top of my head (I haven’t told the humans how that happened) which got infected and turned into a huge abscess, almost the size of a small grapefruit (look at the first picture below - that’s my BEFORE photo). It looked like I was wearing a kitty-sized football helmet! I started feeling really sick because of the untreated infection, and was actually pretty close to saying goodbye to this world, and hello to kitty heaven!

Then, these crazy cat people came along, and found me sleeping under a car. They decided they had to rescue me and take me to the vet. I gave them a hard time, because I didn’t know if I could trust them. I tricked them so they would think I was a feral cat. The vet they took me to performed surgery on my head (that’s why I now have a scar running down the middle) and drained the abscess. I opened the stitches after surgery, since my head was feeling itchy. So they took me in for surgery again. And I got itchy again…

So after three surgeries at the vet and a month of TLC at this rescuer’s house, I healed up (look at how handsome I look now!), put on weight, and even showed them that I was a sweet, tame cat - and not the wild street cat I’d led them to believe I was. I showed them that I actually really love humans - I love sitting near you, rubbing against you, and being pet. I love giving you love bites (and have learned to make those softer!). I love purring and I love playing. I may act like a big tough alpha male cat sometimes, but I am very sweet and a softie inside. And I really love playing dad to kittens. I love to groom them and take care of them. So please can I have a home with a kitten or two? I don’t get along with all adult cats though - only some. And I definitely don’t think much of dogs, so no dogs, please! My foster mom is nice and all, but I can’t wait to find my own permanent humans. Do you think it might be you?

If you’re interested in adopting, please e-mail to set up a meeting.

Oh, and I’m neutered, microchipped, vaccinated, dewormed, de-flead, and FeLV/FIV tested! All I need now is my own home! — and maybe a portion of your bed.

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