Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Fiona

She was sitting in the window, facing south, eyes closed as the sun rose--finally--from behind the hill. It was almost as if she was in meditation--or prayer.



Just as I snapped the picture, she turned to look at me.

She has moved through temporary names--Sally, Large Marge, the Big Tabby--before we settled on Fiona for our large kitty with a troubled past. She is learning to trust us. The fragility of her trust breaks my heart. She was a little striped kitten once, she was some one's kitty. Someone must have loved her once. But she showed up on our porch with a wound on her head and a timidity that didn't quite trust our goodwill. And no one seems to be missing her.

We are glad she is learning to trust our love.

3 comments:

Meggie said...

Too bad it takes so darn long for them to trust again. Some of mine have taken years to be a "sit on my lap" kinda kitty.

Cats~Goats~Quotes said...

Wonder what she thinks about..
Probably how much she appreciates her new, safe home. She must have quiet a story to tell...
~ Anna Sue

Everycat said...

You are safe and loved now Fiona, all that bad stuff is way back in the past.