Perdita ― who was playfully dubbed the “world’s worst cat” and a “jerk” in her viral adoption ad ― has found a forever home.
Mitchell County Animal Rescue in Spruce Pine, North Carolina, announced the paw-some news on Facebook over the weekend.
“Today is a bittersweet day,” wrote the shelter. “Perdita has brought so much joy to the staff here at MCAR. We have loved getting to know her and watching her come out of her slappy shell.”
The 4-year-old black and white puss’s new owners hail from Tennessee and will now call her Noel “just in case the name Perdita is the cause of her anger,” the shelter added. “They adore her and she tolerates them.”
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Perdita/Noel, a domestic shorthair mix, garnered global attention last month over the listing that described her as “ready to be socially awkward with a socially awkward human who understands personal space.”
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Her adventures will now be documented by her new owners on Instagram:
I was such a good girl on my way to my new home. I got to roam because it was a three and a half hour car trip and my new pet parents didn't want me in a carrier for that long. I purred, napped, and even got on the armrests and look out the window. They were very impressed with my behavior and gentleness. Jokes on them, the minute we got to my new home and they tried to get me in the carrier to take me in the house, I showed them why I was named the "world's worst cat. The growling, hissing, biting, and death stare commenced. I think I scared my new pet parents. My new mom got in the backseat with me to try to call me down, I showed her my pearly whites and she froze for about 5 minutes. Either she was really scared or she was contemplating her next move. After 15 minutes of talking to me and trying to show me she wasn't going anywhere, she had my new dad get some wet food. That was a dirty trick. She stuck it under my nose and gradually lured me to the carrier and before I knew it, she shut the door. I was not happy and they knew it. They brought me down to my new area to decompress. I decided I was going in the bathtub and not coming out. After a few hours they decided to hang out with me again, I was not having it, I growled and growled and went under the bed. I guess they gave up after an hour because I was alone and now it's bedtime. Signing out, Noel
A post shared by Noel aka Perdita (@perditas_journey) on Feb 2, 2020 at 7:31am PST
This article originally appeared on HuffPost.