During a previous blog I made mention of our beloved housecat, Chubby, that passed away last year. It would be terribly unfair if I do not commit pen to paper with regard to our current housecat, Chaos, who has been with us for more than four years.
Chaos too has an interesting history relating to her arrival into our family home. It dates back to one Sunday morning when my son left the church service as he was totally distracted by the sound of the a cat – only to find a small abandoned kitten, approximately three weeks old. Bottle-feeds, lots of love and attention, skin cleansing treatment followed and the rest is history.
Whilst the previous cat loved boxes, Chaos loves the feel of books, magazines and newspapers. Anything worth reading becomes her resting/sleeping spot. My current study papers, my son’s as well as the study papers of a family member who stays with us during the week, are the ones she seeks out on a daily basis. We often jokingly refer to her passing the exams with distinction when we all graduate from our respective studies.
On the other hand, I believe her need to be up close and personal when we are reading or studying , is just an indication of the love she shares with all of us. We are indeed blessed to have her as housecat.
In conclusion, I'd like to pose the following question :
Did my son find her? or
Did she find my son? I leave it you to you, the reader to decide...
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