This is Murray.
He is one of the most polite and personable cats I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. He is a Farm Cat Kitten. He is gorgeous and it should not be a problem finding the perfect home for him. But it is. The problem is that he and his brother have been together since day one, are extremely attached to one another, and need to go as litter-mates.
This is Precious, his brother.
Would you just look at that face, those big, baby-doll eyes all sweetness and light. Precious is the problem. For no reason he is always under the belief that he will starve within the next two minutes and must be on the alert for anything edible. He can hear a coffee cup being placed on an end table from three rooms away. Turn one's head for a moment, and the next thing one hears is slurping. This would be because Precious has his head totally in the coffee cup and is the process of trying to gulp it all down before he gets caught. He is also capable of hearing something being dropped in the kitchen trash while in a deep sleep.
He has Dumpster-diving down to a fine art. He hooks those hind legs on either side of the opening anchoring his body. He is then free to peruse what is in the can at his leisure. If he were a person he would grow up like me and hoard food while on vacations.
I really need to find a more secure kitchen trash container.