Last night was cold and wet, and Marmalade--as usual--was sitting on my front step, hunched over and shivering. So we decided it was time. I picked him up and brought him inside.
He's out on the sundeck now, probably having the deepest sleep he's had in months. We've managed to clean his eyes a bit and cut out some of the bigger matts in his fur. I had dreaded he would go feral at that, but he doesn't--he merps a bit, but that's it. He's off to the vets this week to get his shots, but he's still going to have to be in solitary for at least three weeks before he can hang with Julius. And I was so wondering what to do with my CBC cheque...:>.
Now that I've spent time with him (he just purrs and purrs when you scratch under his neck), I can see he's around five or so. He's seen a few battles (scar on his nose, chunk taken out of his ear), but what really sticks out is how gentle he is. He's been through hell, living on the streets since spring (as far as I know). And now? He's sleeping, and sleeping deep.
Vulcan Ninja wanted to change his name to something more dignified (she's fond of 'Simon', from Tad William' Memory, Sorrow and Thorn series, since Simon was a redhead and a lost soul), but I think Marmalade is a more cozy fit.
To be honest, Marmalade deserves nothing but cozy from here on in.
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Is there anything on this old Earth that is cozier looking than a cat in full-bore relaxation mode? I think: no.
I agree - Marmalade fits. It conjures images of warm toast and tea in grandma's cozy kitchen on a chilly, gray day.
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