They call me Mr. Darcy. I'm a staff favorite here at Bideawee. I had been so miserable living outside with a whole group of cats underneath the Williamsburg Bridge. We were just trying to stay alive through this bitterly cold winter. To top that, I was suffering from a hernia. Imagine how relieved I was when a nice lady rescued us! She saw that I was friendly and only 3 years old, so the vet fixed up my hernia, and here I am waiting for a family to adopt me so I'll never have to be homeless again!