Milo and Levi
Oh hi, didn’t hear you coming up on us. Guess you caught us being nice. Usually Mom catches us wrestling and knocking stuff all over the place. My name’s Levi, and this grey guy next to me is my brother Milo. He’s shy so I’ll do all the talking. I’m relatively new here, but Milo’s been here about a year – I like this place, enough cats to play with but not too many that I don’t get my own space and the humans know how to give good scratches. Milo and I came from a place called SCAR. Someone found us and our sister under a porch when we were little and took us to the shelter. We grew up there but were really shy, so people overlooked us. When I was about 2 I went to a home with my sister, but things didn’t work out. After my sister went back to the shelter I got really rambunctious and ate a bunch of stuff I shouldn’t have. I was scared, it hurt and I had to have surgery. I ended up back at SCAR but my brother was already gone. Luckily his humans come by the shelter often and found out I was back. So now I get to live with my brother. Mom and Dad keep saying they’re surprised I adapted so quickly – Milo hid under the bed and in the bedroom closet for awhile after he arrived, and he’s still really shy unless there’s treats. He loves treats, but I’m not so sure. I prefer wet food and belly rubs. Mom says I think I’m a dog, but I don’t know what that means.
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