My name is Loki and you might expect to see me on the cover of Vogue, strutting the runway with my Versace suit jacket slung over my shoulder, or doing vaguely sultry poses in a creatively lit studio while some French lady whispers the name of a perfume brand. This lanky frame, these cheekbones, this slightly-fluffy perma-tux… I am one classy-looking gentleman.  Instead of sipping Perrier at Paris Fashion Week, though, I’m sitting in an animal shelter waiting to be discovered. C’est la vie!  I’m the kind of guy who prefers small gatherings to big parties. Nothing beats a chill time with a few close friends. When you come to see me, you may find me just hanging out in my apartment. But just stop and say hi and I’ll come right out to greet you.

I get along with dogs and have a “live and let live” policy with other cats. If they leave me in peace, I won’t bother them.  In general, I’m easy to please. Give me a cat tree and some attention and I’ll be happy. Throw a squeeze-up treat into the mix and I’ll be ecstatic. In the shelter, I enjoy having visitors, but spend most of my time on my own. That’s probably because it’s such a public place, so I don’t really feel comfortable enough to let loose and cuddle the way I might in your home.  So, whether you’re looking for the next big thing or just a sweet little friend, come check me out!