Year 2005. Ariel and I were living together for a year and the apartment felt very empty when he was at work, so we decided that it was time for us to get our first child, a cat, so I started searching in the internet for people who had cats for adoption.
I found a woman that worked at a hospital and she rescued cats from a park near her work, she brought them home and put them for adoption, so I went to her house, very excited and hoping she had a little black female cat, because I always wanted a black cat with a white chest.
She had a lot of kittens, and she had a little female black cat with a white chest, just what I wanted… I was about to tell the lady that I wanted that one, but then, while I was sitting at the floor, surrounded by kittens, this little thing climbed my legs and starting purring at me. She was striped like a little tiger, her ears were giant, and she choose me.
So, I picked her up and told the lady I was going to adopt this little one. I named her Sally, hoping that someday I was going to get a male black cat with a white chest and name him Harry.
Year 2013. I was four months pregnant and had to go the hospital for my doctor appointment. Ariel and I left the house and my cat-radar heard someone meowing, really loud. Then I saw this poor little cat, very skinny and, for what i heard, very hungry, standing at the wall of a house.
I went inside our house again and got some of Sally’s food, gave it to the cat and pet her while she ate, she didnt stop purring, but I was getting late for my appointment, so I left her there, eating and went to the hospital.
When we came back, she wasn’t there anymore. Few hours later it started raining, and then I heard the meowing again, she was at my yard, all wet and hungry again. I picked her up and brought her inside, but Sally wasn’t too happy about it, so I put the cat in the apartment we were building next to the house.
Next day I took some pictures of her and posted them on facebook, expecting to find her family, but no one answered, so I kept her. I named her Sasha because we watching The Voice and I really liked Sasha Allen, one of the contestant.
She got used to the family life really quickly, and when we moved to the apartment, they had few fights with Sally but now they live in peace, they are not friends, but they respect each other.
He still doesnt stay inside, he comes and goes and is still very scared, but we hope he will want to stay and become a part of our family soon, we call him unnamed kitty for now until we found the perfect name for him.
We decided to name the unnamed kitty, Simon. We will try to domesticate him and keep him 🙂