Abandoned by his mother at 2 weeks, bottle raised by foster care, this cat knows no fear. His curiosity overwhelms any judgment he may have. At 3 months he became lost, and we finally found he had climbed into the box springs of the bed. By the time he was 3 he had been to the emergency clinic 5 times. He's gone over, under, and through fences. He's also a master hunter, bringing dead (and sometimes live) birds, mice, and snakes into the house. He can catch a fly midair in a single swipe. He even managed to travel through time and have his portrait painted by Auguste Renoir. And he LOVES everyone! Especially the big funny looking brown cat (the dog). He is our mascot, the Scamp.