
Now that I’m moved and getting settled, I am finding I have the opportunity to get to know my roomate’s cat a bit more. Her name is Grover.

She’s a sweet little cat, with a “boy’s” name because initially she was thought to be a male. Turns out that at her first shots, she was a girl – but rather than renaming her, Grover’s name was kept. She’s got sass and attitude (like any young cat) and loves to play with everything. She’s not really a “cuddler” like most of the cats I’ve owned, but that’s ok since I’m just “surrogate” person who is there for occasional ear scratches.
That being said though, she’s lovely – especially when I see her sleeping comfortably on the back of the couch in the sunshine. It makes me hum the Soft kitty song.
