Last night my husband took me around to every SPCA, cat shelter, cat find-a-new-home-cause-someone-sucks-and-didnt-get-their-cat-spayed place. In the beginning, we found plenty of cats that were wonderful and sweet, but I found none that said “that’s our new family” member.
I just know when its the right fit.
Then the last place we visited, literally 5 minutes before they closed, I found this baby:
I will never be able to replace any of the pets we lost, but my home will always be open for a rescue. I find it fitting that Sebastian was a rescue and we have a new baby that is also a rescue. I think he would be proud that his soul allowed another pet a forever family.
Its only been a night, but I can feel my heart filling with love for this new baby and I am glad to be her mom. Last night in the middle of the night she woke up, came up to my face, and licked it. It made me grin at 3am.
Now she needs a name..this is where you come in. Our house currently houses a “Caesar Napoleon” (abandoned), “Little Kitty” (Stray), and Paprika (rescued from a trailer with about 100 cats). Our furbabies that have passed are Sebastian (SPCA rescue), Mei Sei Mae (abusive home rescue), and Enigma (stray).
My DH likes the name Calypso and I like the name Seraphina.
She has one tiny spot of white under her chin, so I also thought “Dot” (he he, dot.com), but that may be too stupid.
Im not all over common names when it comes to my pets.