A face worth stopping for.

In the shelter’s words · excerpt

Hi, my name is Weeble. I was six weeks old and all alone when I was rescued from a tow yard and brought to SBACC. I was covered in fleas, full of worms, and my eyes and nose were crusted shut. I went to a foster home where I was nursed back to health. Another orphaned kitten, about my age, came to my foster home, and we became besties. I was shy at first, but once I was healthy, my kitten energy came back.