School has been keeping me busy, so I haven’t been able to share news of someone who came to live with me last month—a wonderfully friendly and talkative black and white cat.
Luna is a rescue cat brought in off the streets by a good friend of the family who wasn’t going to be able to keep her permanently—her existing cat wasn’t too keen on the new guest. So now Luna, who I liked the moment we met, lives with me. I’d forgotten what it’s like to have a pet cat. I’m glad she’s here, and I hope she is as well.
As is always the case with a cat off the street, I can’t help but wonder how she ended up there. From what I was told about her initial condition—dreadful—she had been there since she was a kitten. Given her social demeanour, I don’t think she has a feral background, so she was either lost or abandoned. And if she was abandoned, I have nothing but scorn for whoever did it—whatever. What goes around comes around. But if she was lost, knowing how painful and sad it is to not know where your cat is, to whoever might be missing this delightful animal, please rest assured she is safe and loved and cared for, and will be for the rest of her life.
And now—pictures!
Luna enjoys sleeping in her claw scratching box of shredded cardboard.
When she’s not sleeping in it she likes to stretch out.
The back of the couch is also good for stretching out.
And when it’s dark she blends into the carpet.