Also! It’s Bonny’s two-year adoptaversary! A witchy cat named Minerva “read” her tarot. Here it is:
Swipe for a cute pic of spoiled Bonny.
She deserves it though—it’s because of her that I got involved in cat rescue and was able to feed/fix/get my colony fostered and adopted out. So lots of kitties are living better lives because of Bonny, as she made me aware of the obstacles cats face when living on the streets/the overpopulation problem. In general, I think we provided a ton of healing for each other over the past two years. I love her so much and I’m so glad my brave Bonny is in my life. Even though she is weird and does a post-poop run that messes up the litter mats.
ETA: Kitties make good self-isolation pals. I know a lot of rescue orgs are needing fosters if anyone needs a furry companion during this mess!