Meet FURIE ANTOINETTE!

Rescued from the euthanasia list at SEAACA, this extravagantly floofy black-and-white aristocrat came perilously close to losing her head over circumstances largely beyond her control - which, historically speaking, feels very on-brand.

Fortunately, Furie escaped the machinery of state-sanctioned execution and has since embraced a considerably more decadent existence built around soft furnishings, devoted attendants, and the firm conviction that deprivation is something that happens to other people. The peasants are hungry? Let them eat Churu.

With her striking tuxedo markings and general air of someone who has never once considered the retail price of anything, Furie is less interested in governing than in being adored. She is sweet, social, playful, and thoroughly convinced of her own importance, possessing the sort of effortless extravagance that suggests someone really ought to be following her around Versailles carrying a tiny fan.

And like any proper doomed young regent reimagined through a particularly dreamy cinematic lens, Furie would prefer not to navigate decadence alone. Her friend Purrcilla Presley is already accepting applications for her own forever kingdom, and the two would make an exceptionally glamorous little pairing for anyone prepared to accommodate their combined demands for affection, luxury, and snacks.

Furie Antoinette is vaccinated, microchipped, flea treated, dewormed, FIV/FeLV negative, and spayed.