Lucky is settling in pretty good. We have an understanding. He yells for treats and I usually give them to him. I'm working on saying no, but that face just gets me every time.
Last night he got on the bed to sleep with me. I'm beyond happy that he's adjusting so well and is starting to trust me as his person.
In the morning he greats me with a vocal chorus of different meows. From what I can tell they all mean something along the lines of "feed me treats!"
He loves a good head scratch and is fond of catnip. He prefers boxes to the actual toys in them. He finds cellophane wrappers nearly irresistible and insists on giving them a good chew.
I had a lot of tears fall this morning. Having someone greet me in the morning has been missed. Lucky can't compare to Michael, but I was unaware just how much the mornings set my tone for the day. Michael was always waking up to chat with me before work. Most of the days he would make me laugh. It was just a happy way to start a work day. I've missed that, more than I knew. Having Lucky greet me in the morning was a happy thing and I need that.
I don't think I just saved him, I think Lucky saved me. He at least has brought some sunshine back into my life. Someone mentioned they think Michael picked him for me. I wouldn't be surprised! He is my angel 💕
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