After months of hemming and hawing at animal shelters, Heather Brown told me to pick out a cat and love it, otherwise I would stay in decision paralysis.
So I went back up to the Animal Adoption Foundation to have another look at a cat named Angel. She seemed shy and agreeable, aloof, keen.
The second visit sealed the deal and I took her home much to her protests in the carrier and she settled in to the loft over the last few days.
She goes with all my stuff.
I’m calling her Edie.