She greets me this morning with a short meow of hello. In the dim light of day, I see she has moved off the bed in the night and is now perched on top of the stacked cat cages. She meows again in greeting. I snap my fingers twice and she gracefully leaps off her perch and onto the bed.

As she headbumps me, I marvel at her grace and dignity. This mere slip of a kitty. We exchange rubs and pets and she shows me she is ready to face the day and all the challenges it might bring. Her comical stare becomes serious as she looks at me full on as if to say “And by golly! You better be ready too!” She trills and tweets but she doesn’t twitter. She displays ultimate faith in me and confidence that I know what I am doing when it comes to her care. We play a bit with nekoflies but her heart isn’t in it at the moment, she is hungry. I open up a can of Kitty Crack and her tail raises- she loves her fancy feast!

She eats it all at my feet as I sit recording my thoughts before the day begins. She starts to move across the room doing her morning business and hunting for any pesky bugs unlucky to find their way into the bedroom.

Yesterday to my surprise, she brought me a worm (and not of the parasitic type) it was an earthworm and she didn’t damage it or torture it. She just laid it at my feet and looked at me as if to say “I think you know what to do.”

She crouches by the screen door greeting the others. I am sad knowing that she will never be able to join them, but glad that she is still with us this day-