How’s this for a life story? I was one of twelve kittens shared by two mama cats. When we all were brought to TALGV five years ago, we were given names of automobiles. That’s how I became Duster. However, upon my adoption as a kitten, I was called Charlie. As they say, I don’t care what you call me, just call me for mealtimes! (I like both canned and dry cat food.) I lived with adults so don’t know how I’d get along with children. I prefer sleeping on my cat tree or under your bed. I’m a handsome guy with a distinguished black nose/chin goatee who would love to have a new home…. perhaps with you?