Kongers is loved by his mom dad and 7 doggo siblings. I got him at the pound when he was 2 years old. He was the chunkiest cat I ever saw and fell in love right away. His name was Kong but soon turned to Kongers. He was born without a tail and looong legs. He loved laying in sinks, hidding in kitchen cabinets (I would have a heart attack if I couldn’t find him but he would be in a cabinet), loved being the boss of the laundry room and of outside, and what I loved most is when he would make biscuits in my hair when I was trying to sleep. I can’t wait to be with him again but I know he’s with me right now. Thankyou again for treating him and I so well. 🧡🐈