MEET AMY WINEMOUSE!

Like her namesake, Amy Winemouse came into the world with too much soul for a story that tried to break her. Found barely alive in a South LA alley, this tiny tortie point had the kind of origin tale that usually ends in a sad song - but not this time. Unlike the human Amy, this one made it out. She didn’t join the 27 Club, she rewrote the ending.

Back then, she was all sharp edges and survival instincts, a little alley ghost with enormous eyes and a will to live that refused to quit. Now, she is in her comeback era - glossy coat, bright gaze, and a presence that fills the room like a voice you can’t ignore.

True to her name, Amy is pure old-soul magic: tender, expressive, and emotionally available in a way that feels almost unfair for someone this small. She’ll study your face like she’s reading your lyrics, curl into you like a love song, and purr with the intensity of a power ballad at full volume. Equal parts delicate poet and resilient fighter, she carries softness like a strength, not a weakness.

Ready to give this legend her forever encore? Amy Winemouse is vaccinated, microchipped, flea-treated, dewormed, FIV/FeLV negative, and spayed.