Hi, I’m Fury. I was about six weeks old when I was rescued from the street and brought to SBACC. I was in terrible shape, flea-infested, dehydrated, and so malnourished I looked like just skin and bones. I went to a foster home where I was nursed back to health. My foster home had another kitten just my age, and we became best buds and are both friendly, playful lap kittens. A friend of our foster Mom met us, fell in love with us, and is giving us both our forever home. How lucky can two kittens get?