Some exciting news! And as per my resolution, I’m writing a short entry without pictures or an elaborate plot. Progress!
Anyway. Pieter and I had to say goodbye to our beloved Clyde last week. (His real human, Hilary, is going to revamp a bookstore in Nova Scotia – which is very cool even if it means that Clyde is no longer on our continent!) We were set on getting a cat of our own to love but weren’t having much luck. On Saturday we made the treck out to Wateringen to check out the animal shelter. While it was a good experience, it seemed the only cats labelled as ‘indoor cats’ were the ones who had suffered in life or who were extremely scared and withdrawn. The inner cat-lady in me wanted to save them all, of course, but we did the wise thing and left without a new furry friend. We wanted one we could love for many years to come, after all.
I was feeling a bit hopeless. We were trying advertisements online and looking at other shelters but were having no luck … And then late Sunday night, after an episode of Boer Zoekt Vrouw (Farmer Seeks Wife), as we perused Marktplaats with little expectation, we suddenly found her.
One thirty minute tram ride later, we were in a foreign apartment, meeting our new kitty. She is about one year old and very small, but will gladly devour everything you put in front of her … A girl after my own heart! We wanted to give her a real ‘person name’ but, somehow, Porgy just fit.
We’ve only had her about 36 hours but I think it’s safe to say we’re both madly in love with her already. If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve been warned: prepare yourself for an onslaught of cat pictures!