My name is Vincent Van Gogh!

This handsome & snuggly cat came right up to me in the parking lot of my work in Missouri back in 2018. I thought surely he had an owner, but couldn’t find them. The vet said he was purebred from his appearance but was likely dumped when they knew he was mostly blind & wouldn’t be good enough for breeding. I named him Vincent Van Gogh due to his ear being cut off. He has moved with me & has been my buddy for a long time. I got married and had our first child. Vincent has been great with the baby, giving us space BUT when my husband and I went on a long weekend trip, he peed and pooped outside of the box… I started closing doors but I lack the time to give him love so the behavior happened again-so it is with a broken heart that I have to rehome Vincent. He gets around well and was front declawed by his previous owners. He needs to be the only cat or dog in the house-he gets scared and fights with other animals. He greets guests with licks on their legs and snuggles, needs to be loved.