Hi, I’m Stewie.  First of all, the elephant in the room: I have no eyeballs. Which, of course, means that I’m completely blind. Now, you’re probably thinking, “Oh, poor little baby! I bet he needs tons of special care!” but let me stop you right there.  First of all, if it weren’t for the fact that I literally do not have eyes, you would swear I must be able to see something. I can jump up and down on & off cat trees, follow people around, and play with toys. I can find my food, litterbox, and treats. I even love “looking” out windows and “watching” the birds. My cat friends don’t really treat me any differently and I don’t really need you to, either.  I mean, regularly rearranging the furniture would be kinda rude. And I’m not really a fan of dogs. They stress me out. So no seeing-eye dogs for me.  Apart from that, though? I’m the furthest thing you could imagine from a “poor baby.” I’m cheeky and outgoing and love making friends with every person who comes through my section. I’ve even been known to try to get out the door and go outside! Obviously, that is a big no-no, but what can I say? I’m all about pushing the limits.  There is one aspect in which I think my life could be better, obviously. I mean, I live in a shelter. And… this is just my opinion, but I think cats should live in HOMES. I’d love to find a family of my own and I think you might be able to help me out with that.