And by opportunity, I mean cat.
Meet Django - the newest addition to the TramFam. Django is a 6 month old stray tabby with a wonderfully splotchy coat and a rough past. She was hit by a car and left to die on Rayford Road, a busy highway in The Woodlands; thankfully for her, there is an animal hospital on Rayford full of loving saints who picked her up and nursed her back to health. The vets mended her broken pelvis, gave her all her shots, and kept her in their office until they could find a good home.
Enter Donna and G.
Donna is my mother-in-law, and G is downstairs cat #2 at the Trammel house. Poor G has an infection, and when Donna took them to the vet's office, she came home with another wiry little cat who needed a home. When Tommy and I went over to do laundry, Katherine (my sister-in-law) plopped a new cat on me, and I knew we had to take her.
Django rocks. She eats and drinks without prompting, does her business in the right place without training, and gives me cat hugs when I come home from work. She even watching Law & Order: SVU with me (literally, she watches the TV - she will stare at it and not move until I do). She nibbles on my toes and my fingers, makes sure I make it to the bathroom okay, and hunts bugs. I love my wiry little warrior!
It feels wonderful to make a difference to something alive and breathing. Tommy would roll his eyes at me if I said this to him, but I feel a sense of purpose taking care of an animal and letting her into my life. I've never been a cat person, but Django doesn't mind.
