March 28th, 2013, I went to the animal shelter and fell in love with a gorgeous orange cat. However, by the time they called our landlord for approval the next day, he was adopted. I was sad, but I knew I’d found another cat. I actually wound up adopting his friend living with him in the shelter, Chica. I hadn’t paid much attention to her as I’d fallen for Harry, but that’s okay. I think she forgives me.
I think love at first sight is a bit of an understatement. I fell for her, but still looked and played with the other cats. Nope, Chica it was. On the adoption form for Harry, I wrote “I want someone who needs me as much as I need them.” And while that someone wasn’t Harry, it was Chica, who I renamed Athena. You see, Athena could have been staying at the shelter awhile. She’s five years old and polydactyl. People don’t always want the older or the imperfect cats. She’d also already been returned to the shelter once.
But Athena is everything I could want in a cat. She knew she was mine pretty quickly, even though I had my worries at first. They are settled now. Athena wakes me up from my nightmares. I must give out some sign in my sleep I’m distressed, because I suddenly have a kitty waking me up and trying to cuddle me. Athena doesn’t let me go to school when I’m too sick to go (which has already happened twice in two weeks, stupid immune system) by plopping down on top of me and demanding I stay in the warm bed with her, fine, you insist.
The poor thing was worried to death about me when I went to the hospital. Before I’d left, I was too sick to get in bed and was lying on the floor with her blankets. She curled up next to me. While I was gone, she spent most of her time by the door, waiting for me to return. When I came home, I swooped her up and those paws and claws dug straight into my shoulder and she was all over me. Instant face kisses. She then hardly left my side for awhile, but that’s okay.
|Reunited and it feels so good…|
Athena loves getting in places she doesn’t belong, but that’s because she’s a cat. Athena also loves toys that are not her toys. Her favourites include the plastic Easter eggs from my Easter egg basket. Athena also is found of my stuffed Pikachu and her hairbrush. Little bugger.
I find it very telling I adopted Athena on Good Friday, two days before Easter. Easter is about Resurrection and new life. I had just come out of a serious depression due to my Cymbalta reaction and had been suicidal. Athena helped bring new life into me. My little Fluffy McFluffyButt once again gave me a reason to live.For a little furry baby, who depends on me for food, water, shelter, cuddles, and a clean litter box. For a little furry baby who needs love and affection, just like all of us.
Athena is the Greek goddess of is the goddess of wisdom, courage, inspiration, civilization, law and justice, just warfare, mathematics, strength, strategy, the arts, crafts, and skill. Athena is my courage, Athena is my wisdom. Athena is my inspiration. Hey, maybe because she’s the goddess of mathematics, she’ll help me pass my class, right?
Athena is my beautiful baby. She’s my first cat, and has turned me into a crazy cat lady. But I can live with that. Athena Persephone is my little, furry friend who knows just how much she is loved by both me and my roommate. We’ve forever lost certain spaces in our desks, bookshelves, and various items of ours… but we’ve also found someone who is forever in our hearts.
|Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur|
|Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr, purr, purr.|
I thank God for giving me my little Greek goddess just when I needed her the most. I thank God for my little fluffy baby, who loves me and needs me. I thank God for my cat, and how He supplied me with my new furry best friend just when I needed her the most. Thank you, God. And thank you Animal Ark in Hastings, Minnesota for allowing me to bring home Miss Athena. 🙂