*bemused sigh*
I have a kitty.
Her name is Gaia.
Well, technically, it’s Sandy’s brother’s cat. But she’s living with us indefinitely.
She’s about 2-3 years old, has broken her tail and one hind leg (both recovered), and is a gorgeous calico. Although to me it’s more of a tortoiseshell with white accents… nose/belly/paws. After all, Anya is still the archetype of calico – lotsa white everywhere.
Gaia is also very affectionate, given the upheaval of the last few days. Came home from WHY conference to this beautiful cat sitting on my bed with her litter box and dishes in my bathroom – Sandy was using my room as the kitty acclimatization center. Fine by me.
So I now have a calico kitty that sleeps on my bed.
Lucky me.
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