This cat. Do you ever feel like a series of events just led you to something that you needed so badly? We did not think we needed this cat. At the time, we had two kids, a geriatric border collie, and another cat that is so scared of her own shadow that we rarely see her.
A coworker sent around an email about foster kittens someone had found in the woods in Tennessee. We did not need a kitten. But this cat. The pull was strong. I don't know how I managed to convince my husband, but I did.
So, we got this cat. This teeny, tiny, five week old critter. This size-of-a-beanie-baby cat.
We named her Nimbus. I didn't realize how much our family needed her until I watched her bond with every one of us, though, especially Charlotte. They're like siblings. Nimbus nips and Charlotte doesn't like to share her toys. At the end of the day, however, Nimbus is a bath time companion and Charlotte is the perfect size for a snuggle. It's hard to find one without the other. Where Charlotte goes, nimbus goes also. Their bond reminds me of the oft envied pair of my childhood, Calvin and Hobbes. They seem to have a secret world, which only they are inhabitants.
Only eight days after we brought Nimbus home, we learned that something was wrong with Charlotte. Nimbus came to us at exactly the right time; she has been an infinite source of laughter and comfort to us.