This is Emmy, she is my new buddy. After Allegro died I knew getting another dog was probably unwise. I work all day and my Mom at 83 isn't about to run after a puppy or take a young dog outside but I was lonesome for a pet and so here's Emmy.
It has taken her a couple of months to decided she wants to be my friend, now she feels justified in yelling at me for any indiscretion real or imagined in her kitty cat brain.
She has already gifted my Mom with the untimate gift, a dead mouse. Mom wasn't thrilled but I thought it was a nice gift.
I had forgotten the huge differences between dogs and cats ie. dogs come when you call them and cats take a message and get back to you when they want. So there has been a bit of relearning on my part. My last cat Ms. Frosty died about 4 years ago at the ripe old age of 19 so I had forgotten alot of the secret world of cats, but I'm learning.
As you can see she is all black with some wonderful green/gold eyes and she certainly can voice her feelings long and loud. She is a shelter cat and has already had her own litter of kittens and fostered several others that had been abandoned. Now she is in retirement from kitten raising at the ripe old age of 1 and a half. I'm happy to have her around and even though she dosen't let on I think she's happy to have a home with me too.
