Maine Coon kittens & cats in Hampton, Virginia

My name is Harley, I am named for the Harley Davidson motorcycle, which doesn’t make much sense, because when I was rescued, I was put in a crappy, old Dodge Dakota. But then the Tips N Toebeans lady didn’t zip up the carrier all the way, so I got out in the truck and sat in her lap. She said I was her “Ride or Die” partner, so I guess Harley does make sense then. On the day of my rescue, I was hungry. I ran out to greet the caretaker at the trailer park. Do you know that every single day some nice lady comes out to the trailer park (which is not nice) and feeds all these cats? And every cat here has been fixed and given those awful shots I hear about! So, I don’t see any kittens around, which is a relief. I am staying at my foster mom’s cool digs. I have a comfortable bed, and I have been told that I am an awesome biscuit maker, though you might not want me on your table helping you make biscuits. I had some roughhousing kitten neighbors that I liked once I got used to them, but they have moved to another foster home. I have some peace and quiet now until I get another neighbor. I don’t mind being the only cat. I will love on you, and I love attention. If you have another cat, I might need some time to warm up. I am so pretty with my fluffy tail! I am not sure how I got to the trailer park, but I am sure happy that I was found! I will be spayed and given those awful shots before I can come home with you.