Peewee had a rough start from the very beginning when he and his litter-mates were found abandoned by their mother.



    I found Peewee when he was two weeks old; he is named after a dear late childhood friend of my Grandmother’s. He was very special to me from the very first day I laid eyes on him — I spent the following weeks bottle feeding him day and night while attempting to support his needs and aid his multitude of health issues. Peewee was registered early on as a Sammie’s Friends cat — we are now fostering to adopt him. 

    As I continued to care for Peewee, he began to grow and change. Peewee enjoys going on adventures. He is big on purring and I think he really might be a little person in a kitten costume; he seems to know when I am upset — he communicates to me through his behavior when he is upset. He loves and is loved by our family (us, and our other pets) and he has a favorite toy, a favorite food. He is not more special than your pet; he is your pet. He is, to us, as your most precious companion is to you. 



    Peewee has been doing so well — up until now. 

    Peewee has been diagnosed with probably FIP (Feline infectious peritonitis). 

    FIP is usually fatal, but as of recently, there was found to be a treatment. The problem is, this treatment comes with a hefty price tag. And so, I am asking for help to save Peewee’s life. If you are interested in contributing to Peewee’s treatment, please contact me (Julia) or donate here. 

    Thank you so much for your consideration.