Hi my name is Kinji, and I want to tell you a story—not about what I’ve lost, but about how much love I still have to give.

I was born different. I don’t see the world like other kittens do. My vision is limited—blurry shadows, shifting light—but I’ve never let that slow me down. What I lack in sight, I make up for with heart. My little world may be fuzzy, but my love for people is crystal clear.

I was sitting in the back of the county shelter, all alone in the ringworm room. No siblings. No friends. Just a tiny black kitten, mostly blind and covered in scabs. Black cats don’t get adopted quickly. Blind kittens even less. And ringworm? That was strike three. I was sweet and quiet and sick and waiting—for what, I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it: I was running out of time.

Then someone came to pick up another animal. They weren’t looking for me. But something made them ask about the small black kitten sitting quietly in the back room. And when they met me—saw how I leaned into every touch, how I purred just being near them—they didn’t walk away. They looked at me and said, “We’re not leaving without him.”

Now I’m safe. I’m healing. I’m not itchy anymore. My fur is growing back soft and shiny. And more than anything, I’m finally free to be who I really am: a deeply affectionate, endlessly loyal, lap-seeking little lovebug.

I’m not exaggerating when I say I want to be with you all the time. I will find your lap like a magnet. I’ll follow your voice, climb into your arms, and melt into you like I was made to be there. I’m not clingy—I just love big. And after being so alone, all I want is to feel connected. I want to be your shadow, your comfort, your little co-pilot for life.

I’m playful, too. I can chase toys and bounce around with other cats, even if I can’t always see exactly where the toy lands. I use my hearing and my heart to figure it all out. I’ve adjusted beautifully—and I keep surprising everyone with how confident and happy I am.

I’m still young, still growing, and still healing from what I’ve been through. But I’m ready. Ready for a home. Ready for someone to see past my diagnosis and into my soul. I may not see the world clearly—but I see you. I feel you. And I love you already.

Oh—and I’m neutered, vaccinated, microchipped, and tested negative for FIV and FeLV on my combo snap test. I'm not just ready emotionally—I'm ready medically, too.

So if you’re looking for a cat who will truly bond with you, who will love you fully and fearlessly despite the odds—please choose me.

With all my heart,
Kinji