Adoptions

All of the cats featured are spayed/neutered, up to date on their shots, microchipped, flea tx, wormed, and tested for FIV & Leukemia!

Giovanni

Meet Giovanni, a handsome black cat with a calm, curious personality. At just 2 years old, he's the perfect mix of playful and laid back. He looks like he runs a tiny mafia out of that cat tower...but in reality he's just a velvet marshmallow with excellent cheekbones. If you're looking for a handsome companion with a little swagger and a lot of heart, Gio might just be your guy!

Illiana

Hey there, I'm Illiana! I rolled in with the brothers from down below. We had quite the cozy existence until our owner decided that it was getting a bit too crowded—hello, population control! But now I’m living my best life: warm, fed, vetted, and loved. Seriously, at this point, the only thing I’m missing is my own Netflix special. Maybe “Illiana: The Feline Chronicles”? Catchy, right? Just picture me binge-watching cat videos instead of starring in them!

Jemima

My name is Jemima. I once was taken care of by an elderly gentleman who was feeding us strays that showed up in his yard. As we had less fear, we started going in and out of his home. This gentleman got overwhelmed with 40 of us cats and kittens hanging around wanting more and more food. Fried's kindly took 20 of us in, and trying to find us homes.

Crouton

Brothers

Aspen

Crouton is a sweet, but shy girl who just needs the right person to help her fully blossom. She has already come such a long way and continues to grow more confident every day. With patience, kindness, and a calm home, she will reward you with quiet affection and the kind of bond that feels extra special because you earned her trust.

We are brothers—Quinten here, and the other handsome fellow is Roscoe. We hail from the same origins as Illiana and Jemima, though our superhero names are still pending approval. As a pair of felines bonded tighter than a cat in a cardboard box, we might act shy, but don’t let that fool you! We’re just plotting our world takeover… or a cozy nap on your lap.
Our manners? Impeccable! We’ve perfected the art of looking adorable while you ignore us. You might say we're like the shy guys at the party—just a couple of wallflowers waiting for someone to ask us to dance…or, you know, give us pets.
So if you’re looking for two furry roommates who will turn your house into a home filled with cuddles (and a little bit of chaos), we’re your guys! Just be prepared: we do require a steady stream of treats and a commitment to weekly belly rubs. Deal?

The Tragic, Heroic, and Mildly Theatrical Life of Aspen

As dictated by Aspen herself.

Hello. I am Aspen. Yes, like the tree. Tall, majestic, and prone to dramatic swaying in the emotional breeze.

Let me take you back to October 12, 2015, the day I was abandoned at Fried’s Cat Shelter, at three months old. I was left in a cage by the back building—because apparently I was “a situation.” And not even alone. Oh no. I was left with another cat who was, quite literally, dying.

Do you know what that does to a young, impressionable feline?

It gives you a flair for drama, that’s what.

There I was, a tiny beacon of hope in a cage of despair, thinking, “Wow. This is… not ideal.”

But I persevered. I survived. I rose above. I perfected my thousand-yard stare. I learned to sigh meaningfully. I became the cat who could look at you from across the room and make you think, “She has seen things.”

And I had.

While other cats brag about being found in barns or rescued from under porches, I get to say,

“I started my life story abandoned in a cage, outside of Fried’s, next to a dying roommate. Top that.”

It’s character-building. It’s mysterious. It’s the kind of origin story that makes humans whisper, “Oh, sweetheart,” and give me extra treats.

So yes, I am Aspen: survivor, tragedian, connoisseur of soft blankets, and living proof that even the roughest beginnings can produce a cat of exceptional charm and emotional depth.

Pesto

Pesto is soft-hearted and quietly brave. She has been making wonderful progress in our Petting to Purrfection program and is slowly discovering how nice it feels to be loved. She is looking for a patient home that will give her time to build trust. Once she does, we fully believe she will be the kind of cat who happily curls up in your lap and calls it her favorite place.

Suki

I waltzed into this shelter world as a tiny kitten along with my mom and a sibling, ready to charm everyone with my cuteness. I thought I hit the jackpot when I got adopted, but plot twist—I was returned like an unwanted sweater after my adopter decided I'd make a better doorstop than a snuggly companion.

Now, I'd really prefer to rule my kingdom as the sole feline overlord, but I’m learning to coexist with other cats, as long as they remember I’m the queen. My ideal throne? A cozy window seat — because let’s be honest, who doesn’t want front-row seats to the great outside? Bonus points if it comes with a fluffy bed and a human dedicated to my grooming needs. Brush away, servant, I mean... human!

Bentley

Hello. I’m Bentley. Yes, the Bentley.

Born on July 4, 2017—because of course I arrived on a day with fireworks. The world celebrated my birth before it even knew me. That’s the kind of energy I bring.

I was born right here at the shelter, along with four siblings who were… fine. Adequate. Reasonably cute, I suppose. But let’s be honest: I was the standout. The star. The kitten with presence.

Over the years, my whole family found homes—except for one of us who’s still here. We don’t talk about who it is because I’m polite, but let’s just say it’s not my siblings, and that’s what matters.

Now, let’s discuss my most important feature:

The white garter on my right rear leg.

Some cats have socks. Some have mittens. I have formalwear. I look like I’m always ready to attend a fancy gala or steal the show at a wedding. It’s a burden being this stylish, but I manage.

As for humans… I have a system.

If you are a trustworthy petter—if your hand technique is up to my standards, if your vibes are correct, if you understand the sacred art of chin scritches—then I will be all over you. I will drape myself across your lap like a living, purring fashion accessory. I will demand attention with the confidence of a cat who knows he deserves it.

If you are not a trustworthy petter? I will simply observe you from a distance like a disappointed Victorian ghost.

So that’s me: Bentley. Born on Independence Day. Dressed like a gentleman. Selective with my affection. Generous with my charm. And absolutely ready to choose the right human to adore.

Westrey

Westrey is another sweet cat from the group of 31 rescued from a car, and at just 1.5 years old, she's ready to start her next chapter. This gorgeous girl is full of soft, fluffy floof and gentle sweetness. Westrey has come a long way and is now simply waiting for someone to see her, love her, and take her home.

Chester

I have a boy's name, but don't let that fool you—I’m as girl as they come! Picture this: I rolled in from some mysterious outside colony, feeling a bit under the weather. They took one look at my adorable self and decided I was way too friendly to be left outside. I mean, who wouldn’t want to keep this adorable sweetheart indoors?

I can be a little shy at first—think of me as the introverted cat who takes her time to warm up, like a microwave on defrost mode. But put a hand on me, and suddenly I’m a purring lap warmer, ready to audition for the role of your new favorite cuddle buddy! Seriously, if you need a home to save me from feline fame, I promise I’ll bring my cuteness (and maybe a few cat-themed jokes) along for the ride! Who knew I was so good at the whole “love me, pet me” game?