This is Athene, our cat. We nearly lost her in April, but she’s made an amazing turnaround and is coming back. I cried the first night last week, when she came up and asked to come up for a snuggle on my lap. This was the first time in months that she’d asked, and that she’d wanted to be touched.
She’s now curled up in front of the heater, sleeping. She has spent her entire life as an indoor only cat, and I think that’s possibly helped her live as long as she has. We’ve moved more times than I can remember, and she’s relieved that in each place we’ve moved to, her furniture comes with her, as do we the family who love her.
In the fourteen years we’ve been together, she’s helped me through the death of my Dad (who gave her to me), getting married, having a baby, losing our beloved older British Blue cat (who had treated her like his own pet), and the arrival of a giant of a dog – our Irish Wolfhound cross. With the usual cat aplomb, she’s weathered these storms, accepting my choice of partner (phew…that was a deal breaker, he had to love the cats! and Dr Who), and more importantly getting used to the life energy of a young person around the home.
She’s given us her love, lots of fur (sometimes we joke that she produces enough fur to have made her own cat!), and the pleasure of her companionship. Each day we have her now, is a blessing for us, and we truly appreciate this furry individual. (Not that we didn’t before, but the close call, has made us all sit up and take notice of this smallest member of the house).
Enjoy your weekend.