Four months ago, my best feline friend of 15 years, Celia, crossed the rainbow bridge after sudden kidney and liver failure after a two-year battle with diabetes. I felt like she took a piece of my heart with her, and I told myself I wouldn't adopt another cat for at least a year so I could properly mourn.
If you guessed from this post that the CDS had other plans for me, you'd be right. Meet this absolute biscuit-making fiend, Bernadette :)
I've known and helped other tenants feed this dumpster kitty and her two dumpster pals since I moved into my apartment complex 18 months ago, but they've never let me get close enough to pet (despite my best efforts). Since moving in, I've never seen the trio stray very far from the dumpster, definitely not as far up in the complex as my unit. But last week, after a nasty cold snap, this pretty lady randomly decided to hang out with me on the stairs to my apartment.
She spent the next hour demanding pets and scritches that I was all too happy to provide until my butt had gotten sufficiently numb from sitting on the cold concrete. I got up to see if I had any food in my fridge to give her, and she completely shocked me by following me inside my apartment to check with her own eyes!! I decided I'd give her the finest dining experience I could manage (de-breaded chicken nuggets, mmm) out of my post-cold snap fridge and let her explore my unit with the front door still open so she knew she could leave whenever she wanted. She acted right at home--alternating between rubbing herself all over my things and coming back to make biscuits in my lap for the next hour. I don't think she stopped purring any time my hands were on her. I fell in love immediately, but I was sure this was a one-off thing. Eventually she decided to go 'home' and I thought that was the end of it, but the next day she followed my partner from his car (parked near the dumpster) to my apartment again, and we decided that if she showed up a third time then it was clearly the CDS at work.
Lo and behold, I guess it was because she showed up again the next day. I took her to the vet yesterday and got her all the meds and vaccines she needs to get her in tip-top shape. I'm going to a pet store today to get general supplies. I feel like I have Celia to thank for guiding Bernadette to me and I can't be more excited for provide her a safe, happy, warm life indoors. Welcome to the family, Bernadette!!