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Adoptions 

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

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B.B.

My name is B.B., and I came to Fried’s through the TNR program, but had urine burns on my belly.  The kind staff here decided to keep me to get me healed up, and give me a home, because I also tested positive for FIV.  If someone is willing to take in a FIV positive cat, I am a very sweet girl, but I do need to be the only pet. 

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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!

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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.

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Calypso

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DuVall

As a former mom, let me tell you, being vetted is like getting a VIP pass to the feline royal treatment! I mean, life of endless pregnancies? No thanks! That’s like doing a never-ending marathon in high heels. Us felines are all about the cushy lifestyle — think fluffy beds, gourmet treats, and zero drama. If you're in the market for a royal companion, look no further! I’m a beauty with a dash of princess flair, ready to rule your heart and your household. Just don’t expect me to fight for my dinner; I’m more of a “treat me like the queen I am” kind of kitty! 👑🐾

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?

I’m a dashing feline, a certified heartthrob of the cat world! I was once adopted by an elderly gentleman who probably thought I was just a slightly oversized houseplant—until he realized I have a knack for stealing snacks and hogging the couch! Sadly, he had to return me (I’m still convinced it was because I outsmarted him in a game of “who can nap longer”). 
 
At about 5 years young, I’m in my prime, ready to rule your couch like it’s my royal throne. If you need a big, fluffy roommate who thinks he’s a tiny king, look no further! Just know that if I’m sharing the couch, I take the largest portion—after all, who wouldn’t want to call me their main squeeze? Let's make your home my new kingdom! 

Cambrie

My life has been like a reality show, minus the cameras and dramatic music. Picture this: I start off as a stray, just chilling by the dumpster in Normandy Village, living my best life, you know? One day, I get adopted—score! But then, plot twist: my new humans decide they can't handle the heat and split up over domestic drama. Maybe they argue about who gets to feed me the fancy cat food? 
So, I get a second chance with another family, but then, uh-oh! The kid turns out to be allergic. I mean, come on, who knew the kid would be allergic to perfection? So here I am, a stunning, purring princess in search of my forever home. I’m 1.5 years old, sweet as pie, and ready to steal your heart (and maybe a few snacks). Just don’t try to argue over me, or I might have to take my talents back to the dumpster!

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! 
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Paris

I landed at Fried's in August 2025, along with my "sibling" Parker. Now, calling him my sibling is a bit of a stretch—there were six of us who looked like a furry sitcom waiting to happen! We were headed to the vet’s office for a “goodbye” party, but plot twist: the vet took one look at us and said, “Heck no!” Turns out we’re healthier than a kale smoothie. 

 
So, while Parker and I hit the shelter jackpot, we’re still on the lookout for our forever home. Don't get me wrong, we can go our separate ways—Parker might just need a little more emotional support than I do. After all, I’m the one who's been telling the vet that I’m *just* a little too “mature” for a colony life!
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Westrey & Verdejo

Hey, folks! So, we might be sisters, but thanks to our top-secret feline lives, we’ll never truly know. Picture this: we’re two of 31 cats crammed into a car like sardines in a tin! Seriously, you’d think we were auditioning for the next “Cats” musical. Our owner had more bad luck than a cat on a hot tin roof, so Animal Control swooped in like superheroes (minus the capes, of course) and got us into this swanky shelter. The accommodations? A definite upgrade! We went from a catmobile to a cat palace! 

But don’t let the fancy digs fool you; we’re still scared! I mean, imagine being a cat trying to process all this change. Our behavior is getting better, though—slowly but surely, we WILL graduate from scaredy cats to purr-fectly chill cats! Paws crossed!
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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?
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Patino

I am the great Patino!  I might be living in the seniors room, but I am a playful, rambunctious one year old.  I came in with Lupus on the pads of my feet and the tip of my nose.  Fried's got me healed right up, and if I ever get a flareup, a trip to the vet for a shot and I am good to go.  The one thing about me is that I don't know the meaning of easy play.  I can bite too hard, or use my nails a bit too much, but I am playing.  I need someone who understands this, and is willing to work with me to learn what easy play is.

Fried's Cat Shelter

509 IN-212

Michigan City, IN 46360

(219) 874-6932

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