So, as you may recall. just before Christmas, I wrote about our new cat Mithril. Today is the semianniversary of the joining, and, oh, has she grown close to our hearts.
In January, she started suffering from precocious heat, with her only growing old enough for neutering in March. One February noon - winter, for once, being harsh -, she slipped out of the backdoor, and we searched everywhere and were worried gravely until the moment she was back at half past nine - my mother almost swooned with relief. Getting her to the veterinary for vaccination was very hard, especially the one for her castration - worse, it turned out that on her escapade, she had been impregnated (in the very earliest stages), and also, at some point since the previous evening, unbeknownst to us, some piece of string had become entangled around her tongue, so we had incredible luck that it happened just when she had a vet appointment anyways, and we had to fear that the tongue might have to be amputated. Fortunately, such an unspeakable fate did not occur, and since then, there have been no problems.
We were right that she is indeed a perfect huntress, bright and energetic. She also continues to purr so loudly, and she is very affectionate (until the moment when she suddenly attacks… not even she is perfect) and gladly presents her belly in complete trust. Nowadays, she also meows.
The last half year has been the best I have felt in a long time, and that applies to my mother as well. One day, she was cuddling Mithril when her thought drifted to my brothe, but for once she could bear the grief, because Mithril was there. She radiates such joy and liveliness and everytbing good. As my mother said, she is a cat of healing.
And yes, I asked the good Rabbi to search for cat woo specifically so I had an excuse to ramble like this.