My cat of the week that I was going to put on here was adopted before I had a chance to post her here.
Her name was Monica. I don't know how old she was, I think about 2 years old. She sat on my lap in the cat adoption room and never once tried to escape. She just wanted to be held. She purred the whole time. I instantly fell in love with her.
I told her about Phoebe and how they would have been good friends (and that all I needed was a Rachel and I would have had a matched "Friends" set!)
I'm so pleased my favorite cat of the day found a home. I hope whoever adopted her gives her lots and lots of love.
2 comments:
If I didn't know better I would say you are becoming a cat person.
I believe I am!
I thought I'd only ever truly love Germaine's two (Cole & Brenna) that I had lived with for a couple of years, but now each week there seems to be a favorite at the Humane Society that I fall in love with. (I am drawn to the mellow cats. The ones that would be a couch potato with me!)
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