**RETIREMENT HOME (permanent foster) NEEDED ASAP**

I'm Jezebel. I arrived at SWAT in May after a nice couple found me hanging on for dear life in a tree. Yes, a tree. I was on the ground, minding my own business when I just happened to turn around to see a dog running at me. Of course, I took off running and climbed the tree to safety. I was hanging out there for a little while. A couple of humans found me and rescued me from my branch. They fed and me decided they wanted to keep me, but realized I needed more than what they could give me, so off to SWAT I went. The lady they left me with checked me over, opened my mouth to look at my teeth (yep, they're still there! A little worn but they're there), combed through my soft fur, gave me food, gave me a bed and followed me as I walked around to check out the place. A little weird...I had my own shadow or stalker. She kept squeezing a little blue ball and clapping her hands. What a strange person...she finally quit after awhile. She probably finally figured out that I couldn't hear a darn thing. It makes taking long naps easier...nothing wakes me unless you tap on my shoulder. Anyway, I'm in need of a permanent foster. You know, a place to crash and live out my days. I'm a sweetheart, a great eater, I know what a litter box is, I tried batting the ball around but decided it was boring and I like to chat about stuff. If you have a place for me in your bed or on the couch, let SWAT know. There's no fee for my adorable self...I just need a safe place to retire.