Here's what the OH wrote about her
...blessed be the Goddess
Summary: we have a new cat, named Isis.
As most of you receiving this know, I'm functionally an atheist. But
I'm a *practical* atheist. I believe in the Parking Goddess, I believe
in Murphy, and I believe that sometimes, the universe really is trying
to send me a message. When that happens (colloquially referred to as
"fate"), I often personify it by referring to "the Goddess".
We put our cat Selkie to sleep in January as a result of
rapidly-advancing illness. Since mid-February, Stef has been -- not
agitating for another cat exactly, but making sure I knew she wanted
one. OTOH, while I like having a cat around, I wanted some time off
from the grind of feeding and litterbox cleaning. In addition, we were
planning a long trip to Canada at the end of August, and I didn't want to
leave a cat alone for more than a week.
As Robert Burns said, though, "The best-laid plans of mice and men gang
aft agley." In mid-March, we decided to shorten our Canadian trip to a
long weekend. On Monday, 3/31, two days after I returned from D.C., I
was heading out to dinner when I noticed a gray tabby hanging around our
back door. We'd been seeing her for a while (and fed her once or twice),
but this time we decided that she was too skinny. I figured that we were
being Sent A Message from the universe.
We brought her in and kept her for a couple of days (locking her in the
upstairs bathroom when she peed in our bedroom). We tried a couple of
names on her before settling on Isis. Then we took her to the animal
shelter, both for free vet care and to make sure her owners (if any)
could find her. That was a mistake. Without denigrating the shelter
(which overall does a good job with their resources), Isis was not
treated well, despite Stef volunteering several hours a week at the
We took her back home yesterday, and she seems happy to be here.
Here is her picture (from a previous entry to my journal).