Hello, my name is Newman. I was found as a stray by someone that cared enough to get me to safety. Being called a stray made me sad. The word stray meant I was homeless and friendless. That was a sad time for me, but things are looking up. I am technically not homeless anymore. It's more like foster care until I am adopted and in a home of my own. I am no longer friendless either. I have lots of roommates that I play and wrestle with. I am a bit timid when I meet new people, but will quickly warm up and purr so you know I enjoy your company. With love and a little time I will gain confidence. Wouldn't you like to be the one to show me just how wonderful life can be?