The Other Change
This is Nova
After we lost Elroy in the spring, Dennis became our only cat again, but we all knew it wasn’t going to last. Eventually, we would be ready for another at. While I have always been concerned Dennis would not take well to the intrusion, he’s been a pretty good social animal for the most part.
So one late August evening, we made a trip to the Whitman County Humane Society and had a look. There were two cats we were considering, a litte grey tabby named “Angel”, and a grey kitty named “Viola”. Both would be challenging creatures and would need a lot of time and love before they came around.
We ended up bringing home Angel that same night. She got her new name soon after.
The first night was very rough, and my hand was much worse for wear. But we’ve all gotten over it, and while she still is pretty timid, she absolutely adores Dennis. And he seems to love her too (even if he does have to put her in her place on occasion).
These days, it’s like clockwork. When Dennis jumps on the bed, Nova will be there shortly after. While I expect that Dennis was hoping to get some time away from her, I am glad she follows him; it’s the chance I get to pet her. Rarely do I get the chance, and I cherish each of them.
Nova is certainly Jayda’s kitty, and that’s just fine.