My name is Vito and I was born somewhere outside.  I was rescued as a very tiny kitten by Joanna, who fed me and made sure I grew up big and strong.  I was named Vito after the Italian word for “life”.  When Joanna got older, she moved out of her house and I came to live with Momma and Daddy.

I was very scared when I first came here as I had lived in a house with two very rowdy and big dogs and a very mean kitty.  I stayed in the bathroom and would not come out.  In November, 2008, after I had been here about a year, my Grandpa had stomach surgery and came here to stay with us for awhile until he was well enough to go home.  Grandpa does not like fighting and when the other cats would pick on me, he would intervene.  He became my favorite person and really brought me out of my shell.  Momma and Daddy are so grateful to him for helping me out.

I like my alone time and I like to spend time with Daddy in the music room.  I don’t get along with Anubis very well, but we scrap less and less as we get older.  I am so glad Momma and Daddy gave me a forever home.