Scarlett

Scarlett is one of our resident goofballs. She arrived at our back door as a skinny, starved kitten a couple of years ago. The vet discovered she had an unregistered microchip that traced back to someone living 2 streets over. But when her owners were contacted, they didn’t want her back. We figured once she grew out of her cute kitten phase, she was thrown out. Too bad for them because Scarlett became a longhaired beauty. She’s an independent spirit who will not stay inside without the occasional romp outside (fully supervised, of course). Did someone say biscuits? Scarlett loves people biscuits, bread, frozen lasagna, pizza, cheese, or anything else you’ve accidently left on the counter. She’s even jumped into our car and eaten a Starbucks muffin we left on the seat. Scarlett!!!!