We’re absolutely never going to replace Luna, but since she passed away, the house has felt empty and much too quiet.
So, after a few discussions and a home visit from an adoption rep, we’ve now adopted a gorgeous 1 year old kitty. Her name was originally Lady, but my mother has decided to rename her, of all things, Thissy.
Yes, Thissy. A green-eyed little madame with a raccoon-tail. She’s very shy and skittish, but the adoption folks said she would take a few days to settle herself in.
She’s so vocal. It might just be because of the whole “new house, new people” thing. She’s found herself a little space behind the sofa to sleep. She’s very affectionate, and was apparently raised by dressage horses – she keeps lifting her paws up high when she walks, and headbutts our hands for affection.
Her previous owner moved away and left her behind. Who does such a thing? What horrible person does something like that?
In naming her Thissy, however, it does mean I can now never kill off the character… -_-