In June this year, Little Miss Asteroid had been with us a year. She was being given away on the free ads and I took one look at the photo and knew people would take her to potentially "make money from her."
We hadn't long since lost Tobes, so I intended to foster her and find her a home through a safer route than the free ads. I thought she'd help distract me a little from the immense grief I was feeling.
Sam brought her to us, and the little madam set about making herself at home immediately. She was a tiny whirlwind of a kitten, and you never knew quite what she'd be up to.
I knew she was creeping through the chinks in the armour when I discussed getting her a permanent home, and my partner looked sad. If I'm honest, I felt that way too but felt a little disloyal to Tobes. But then I thought about it another way; what if I was meant to see her and she was meant to be a part of our family?
I can't guarantee it, but I like to think Toby saw how heartbroken we were and wanted to help, so he swayed circumstances. And Sam helped.....when she turned up with this tiny kitten, I didn't know how much of an impact it would have on us all.
So thank you, Sam.
(And thank you, Toby.
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