As someone whose illness stops them socialising as much as they'd like I have to admit, I do get a bit lonely and boy does having another living creature here help!
She's 7 months old and an absolutely beautiful silver tabby. I fell in love with her the moment I saw her in the shelter. She'd been suggested specifically for me and they definitely got it right. She was placed on my lap and after 2 seconds of 'what on earth is happening' wriggling, she was suddenly rolling around my lap loving hte attention. A member of staff walked past and said "I think you've been chosen".
There was a bit of scariness a few days after I got her when suddenly the occasional sneeze turned to horrible wet sneezes, gooey eyes and complete exhaustion. A trip to the vets and cat flu was confirmed. It had been going around the rescue centre. She had been in quarantine so they thought she'd avoided it but sadly not!
After about 6 days of antibiotics suddenly she started running circles around me (literally). She's suddenly recovered and become this hyperactive, playful thing. She wants to jump on everything and likes to think my hand is prey. We definitely need to work on that one. I'm quite scratched up and it's getting sore. A week ago she was afraid of her toys and wanted nothing more than to just curl up next to me. She's still cuddly but I have to be on watch for her teeth!
The most amusing moment so far was definitely when she woke me up at 4.30am the other night by jumping very loudly on to my shoulder. I opened my eyes to discover a very proud looking cat with a 'gift' as a wet kitchen sponge. Brilliant.
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