My birthday is next week, and today my husband and daughter drove two hours to an animal shelter and brought home a beautiful cat named LuLu. She is four years old and was at the shelter because her owner had died. She has made the rounds through the house, bothered the dogs, and is now reposing on the landing at the top of the stairs – surveying her new kingdom apparently. She is incredibly soft and seems to be adjusting to this new change in her life quite well.
I had seen her photo on the shelter’s website and was quite taken with how beautiful she looked. The shelter had a special today where the first 7 cats to be adopted would be free (7 donors to the shelter donated their fees because the shelter is busting at the seams with cats). Anyway, I was concerned that with this special that LuLu would surely be gone before the day ended. Well they arrived a few minutes before the shelter opened and were second in line. The third person in line mentioned they were there in hopes of adopting LuLu (fortunately, they had another choice, because Allan and Hannah were there on “Mission LuLu”!).
Here she is: