A few weeks ago fate showed up and she gave me a cat. Sitting in the teacher’s lounge after school one day, I overheard a teacher, Bryn, ask our principal if she was interested in adopting another cat. The second the principal replied that she had too many already, I chimed in, “a cat, you say?”
Bryn and her wife had found this adorable cat one day when they were locked out of their apartment. Bryn’s wife plastered the neighborhood with “found cat” posters and asked around for weeks with no luck. Unfortunately it’s not uncommon for pets to get left behind in this city when owners move away.
So they sheltered him in their back yard, but it was getting cold and Bryn was worried. With three cats of their own and a baby on the way, he wasn’t going to find a long term home with them. Until that day in the teacher’s lounge.
We quickly set up a time for Boyfriend and I to meet the cat and Bryn assured me there was absolutely no pressure. We spent about 15 minutes marveling at this personable, friendly, and calm cat. The entire visit, these two huge huskies barked at us from next door, but the cat was no more than mildly perturbed.
So, we did.
We named him Oscar, for his weeks spent living in a sidelong trash can in Bryn’s backyard. He’s lived with us for about two weeks now and I am totally in love. He chirps and purrs. He sits on command before receiving food. He loves cuddles and people and food, he really loves food.