I was restless since Friday, knowing next day would be when I pick him up and start a new life in which we will both support each other trying to heal old wounds. As I was signing the adoption papers, I learned he was found abandoned, wandering around a convenience store just before Christmas. Hungry, cold, coughing and a runny nose. I brought the last few doses of antibiotics with me and some powdered vitamin to sprinkle in soft food. He must have been a house cat, for he is declawed, and defenseless to be left to the elements as well as to foes.
He's been very quiet, needs a lot of cuddling, has not eaten much since his arrival, but slept a lot by my side or on my lap, letting me scratch his ears and tell him a bit about me and what I do. I said I wanted to call him Osman, not the random name given to him at the shelter. Nuzzling his head under my arm in response was his "Yes" to me.
So, this is my first good news of the new year. I hope Osman will have a good and healthy, long life with me, and be happy. I asked him to please find me worthy to stay around and keep me grounded, because I already love him a lot.
Meet Osman, my new feline friend. I was somehow guided to him.
This is a sofa made for dogs, but I got it for Osman.
Although he looks good there, he prefers my side.
Friends he left behind (he is not in either photo)
May they find loving homes soon
His coat is made of more dense fur
Osman looks like a sultan.
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