The first time I saw…
Those eyes look back at me, I saw in them one more like me. I was not as alone as I had thought. Now I sit warm, my cat next to me, alive.
Written for this week’s Trifecta about my cat who claimed me, not the other way around, soon after I lost my previous cat to old age. She’s not at all like Tommy was and for that I love her all the more. She didn’t try to replace him, just carved a new niche for herself in my life.