I was against ever having a cat, much less a second cat. But then one afternoon, this tiny little black kitten was trotting around outside and curiosity got the better of me. I opened the door to take a closer look but to my surprise, she bolted right through the door and flopped onto the couch in the living room. There was not a moment's hesitation on her part. I was rather stunned, of course. She displayed no temerity whatsoever. On the contrary; she behaved as though she belonged already. She made no effort to explore; she was already home and knew where everything was. I can't explain it any better than that.
I was still reluctant, so what we did was put her into the carrier and bring her to Muffin. If they seemed to get along, we decided she'd stay. There was some hissing - which was hysterical because he'd never done that - but she was entirely unfazed and eventually he seemed to shrug it off, too. Just like that, we had a second cat.
|Josephine with a toy mouse, Christmas 2011.|
I also enjoyed the play on the comic book characters, Josey and the Pussycats, plus I've long been fascinated by Napoleon Bonaparte and his wife was Josephine. Those were incidental, though; it was the Baker anecdote that came to mind and fit perfectly.
|Hands down, my favorite picture of Josephine.|
Josephine's favorite thing in the whole wide world is cardboard. If it resembles a box, she'll either try to fit into it or lie atop it. The moment I've opened packages, I've found her claiming the emptied box before I've even unwrapped its contents. It's kind of like that phase that toddlers go through, where you could just get them big boxes for presents and they'd be just as happy as they are with whatever you actually gave them, except that she hasn't outgrown this phase - just the boxes themselves.
|While playing Operation with my niece, Josephine discovered she fit in its box.|
Josephine is also my chief snuggler. Most nights, she'll curl up beside me in bed with her front legs draped over my upturned arm, with my head resting against her. She's a big girl (so big that her shoulderblades don't actually touch), so it's actually pretty cozy for both of us. She instantly purrs and this is often how I fall asleep. When she falls asleep, she often snores which I still find hilarious. She's completely spoiled, which is why I refer to her as my princess.