I found Aslan at a local animal hospital. I went in to see another cat that they had for adoption, but when I arrived the vet tech told me that they had another kitten who was brought in a few nights before. They told me that they believed he had been hit by a car and there was still a little blood around his nose, ears and tails, and that they were going to hold him a little longer, but if I wanted to see him I could. The moment they brought that beat up bundle of orange and white fur out, I fell head over heels in love. I named him Aslan because after all that he had been through he needed a good, strong name.

Aslan owns me. He loves to snuggle with me and give me kitty kisses. His Nan (my mom) says he has 'bunny feet' and they are the cutest thing ever.

He is a beautiful cat: Orange and white with amazing golden eyes.