A Girl and Her Cat

Cassie has always been Jenna's cat, even though Jenna has been away from home for most of the last eight years.  When Jenna is home,  you can find Cassie in her room on her bed.  When Cassie was sick this winter (with a diagnosis of diabetes), it was a pretty tense time, with Jenna feeling helpless in Australia and me trying to make decisions.  The bottom line is that I kept Cassie alive with a change in her diet (no insulin) and now that she is home, Jenna can make decisions about her care.

It may have taken Cassie a little while to remember who Jenna is.  After all, she was away for nearly a year.  But I think they are in sync again.  What do you think?

Jenna was 13 when we got Cassie.  She named her Cassiopeia after the constellation, that "W" or "rocking chair" low in the night sky.  But she has always answered to her nickname, "Cassie," of course.  A year after we got Cassie, Jenna's father died.  Anyone who has suffered such a loss understands the importance of pets.  Unconditional love, comfort, and someone to tell secrets to.  Cassie has been this for Jenna.  And when Jenna is away, she has been this for me.

So here they are, reunited.  A girl and her cat.  Never mind that the "girl" is a young woman and that the cat is old.  Love cares nothing for chronology.