Adele

The nice folks here tell me I’m named after a superstar singer whose songs tell of heartache, despair and disappointment.

I can relate.  My troubles brought me to a shelter in Southwestern Virginia and the stress has taken a toll on my weight.  But I am ‘rolling in the deep’ no more because I am now in this wonderful no-kill shelter where I’m told there’s a good chance my forever family will find me!

I’m very sweet and take treats like a lady.  I do like to run around in the exercise yard and can be a door dasher so you have to keep an eye on me if you take me home!

Oh, no kitties.  I like to chase them.  Besides, I want ALL your attention.  They say I’m a big baby.

See the ‘lil wrinkles on my forehead and my sad droopy eyes?  You can change all that if you give me the forever home I deserve.

HELLO!  How often do you get to have your very own superstar?

I still think we can have it all, don’t you?

Lots-o-Love,

~Adele