Cat anniversary

The day came that it had been exactly a year ago that my friend Guy showed up with a cat carrier, bringing me my new housemate. A whole year! It has flown by. I thought it would only be for a few months, but it will be forever. And she enriches my days, every day. It is not unusual that I wake up next to her, do my morning exercises being watched by her, And then get dressed, which often turns into a big playfest. Then I make my breakfast while she is having hers, and have her lick out the cereal bowl afterwards. And when I go to work in my home office, she often walks in to get some attention. And if she doesn't, I'll regularly check up on her. Just pop down to rub her head, stick my nose in her fur, reconnect a bit. Toilet visits tend to be accompanied.

In the evening there tends to be another episode of uninhibited playing. And when I go to bed, she tends to follow in curl up next to me. She is great, and I don't think I did more than a marginal amount of laughing out loud in my house before I had her. But that has changed now! She is fab and I look forward to the second year. Thank you Mevrouw Moor for your company!