Living with cats has both its rewards and its challenges. Here are a few shots of my household felines: Aquila and Roux. Trust me when I say they both have their fair share of "tortitude."
I took Aquila in two years ago when I found her living as a stray in my neighborhood. At the time, she was emaciated and it was clear she had been a house cat before her former owners had abandoned her. She was very friendly, rolling over for belly rubs and following me back and forth across the yard. She has since become my most devoted writing companion. She loves sitting on my lap while I'm working on my current novel-in-progress and eating pages from the notebook where I keep all my writing outlines and plans.
Roux is the most recent addition to the family. I brought her inside about a month ago when she showed up at my front door howling and crying. My neighborhood has a small feral cat community but it was clear from the very beginning that Roux was more comfortable living with humans than other outdoor felines. She craved pets and attention: two things she receives more than enough of in her current situation.