A face worth stopping for.

In the shelter’s words · excerpt

Wembley, the only boy from his litter.A literal bouncing boy who treats beds like trampolines and ribbons like prey.Wembley plays hard, jumps high, and gets so caught up in the moment you'll need to play it safe, but he's gentle at heart. He crashes in a warm sunbeam for ten minutes, then it's gremlin mode again. No known limit to his energy has been found yet. Wants a window seat, a chase partner, and zero boredom.