charlotte

Meet Charlotte.

Born on Halloween/Samhain/Day of the Dead, this little Scorpio came to us on the Pisces new moon. And by came to us, I mean, I went to @sachappytails to look at another cat, an adult black cat named Softie who wanted nothing to do with me, and I fell in love with this snuggly little nugget.

Those big amber eyes. The one white whisker. Her world class cuddles. I didn’t stand a chance.

And when I sent pics to my husband, he agreed. We had said no more kittens. But the heart wants what it wants.

It’s been exactly a year since we lost our sweet Fiona. Incurable bone cancer at just 5 years old. She was our first. The one who made me into the crazy cat lady I am today.

My husband did not want another cat. As you may recall, our first two did not get on so swimmingly. And I tried very hard to convince myself that I could be a one cat lady.

And I’m glad we waited. To let the heart heal. And because now we have our perfect little Charlotte Marie.