Mattmew, the eight-week-old long-haired ball of fluff seems too adorable, too soft, too perfect to be real. Yet, Mattmew is very real and, unlike the stuffed toy he resembles, he has feelings. In the shelter, Mattmew is lonely, afraid and confused. Just a minute ago he was with Mama. Now Mattmew, an animal who fits in someone’s palm, is completely alone.

If anyone met Mattmew, she would scoop him up into her arms. His huge gray pleading eyes, lined with white fur, would be irresistible. So would the way that the social little fellow trusts people. Mattmew believes that a human, his own human, will make his life good again.

And he’s right. Only a person can save him. Mattmew needs his person to come.