The Cat who rescued me, Chloe.
I haven’t had much time over the past few weeks to actually sit down and focus on writing a post for you. I’ve been working on numerous projects such as a Benefit for Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary I am throwing with Vegan Drinks on August 30th at Fontana’s. I am making sure it turns out to be an amazing and successful event with many raffle prizes! (I’ll write a post on this very soon).
I have also been out and about enjoying the summer with friends: going to favorite bars in Brooklyn and trying new restaurants, it’s just that time of year! I took a mini-trip 2 weekends ago to the Animal Rights Conference in DC and enjoyed that so very much as I learned a great deal and had the chance to volunteer with two amazing groups: Darwin Animal Doctors & Lotus Elephant Sanctuary. I made a lot of great new friends as well as of course, enjoyed every moment with friends I hadn’t seen in awhile.
Speaking of friends: I have been thinking of my cat Chloe, one of my greatest loves. She is living with my father currently as she keeps him company and has a good life with him but at one point, lived with me and my ex in Riverdale.
We met her coming home one late night after spending quite a bit of time with my ex’s grandfather in the hospital. It was one of those nights that just chill your bones in February and our hearts were breaking after the long hours we had endured in a not-so-pleasing environment. We noticed that there was a small meow coming from the bins and a rustle and looked to see this tiny little kitten hobbling out slowly. Her eyes looked up at us inquisitively and with a tiny breath of a sound, I fell in love. I bent down to her and scooped her into my warm arms and checked her for fleas and or any mites and set her down establishing that if she happened to want to follow us inside, she’s staying the evening, at least. Her little ears puckered up at me as she watched us walk slowly up the stairs. She followed behind, not making a sound and as I opened the door, she ran right in, securing herself a new home for the evening.
Being that we really didn’t have anything she can eat: we had to run to the store and buy some cat food and I quickly made a makeshift litter box for her out of a plastic lidded shoe box and some newspaper.
That evening, she snuggled up to me, her body frail and underfed: I can see she needed a good home and that was with us.
The next day: I ran to PetCo and purchased toys, a bed, a litter box and food, of course. I promptly first named her Audrey (Hepburn) and then Songbird but the minute I said “Hi Chloe” Her ears puckered and eyes twinkled and I knew forever then: she’d be my Chloe.
She may be one of the last reminders of a marriage and relationship I had in Riverdale: But at least I know I’ll always have her and her love will always be unconditional. And in all reality: she rescued me.
Please always adopt a rescue and never buy a cat (or dog or any living being!) at a Pet Store or Breeder, you too can find your soul mate when you least expect it.