It never crossed my mind that I would adopt a cat. Here I am, taking pictures of everything it does.

I think he's grown a lot and has recovered both physically and emotionally since he arrived. He was very weak, had an eye infection, and was infested with parasites. Now he plays a lot, sleeps soundly, his eye has improved, he's vaccinated, and he's parasite free.

He's a bit timid, easily frightened, and won't let anyone pick him up. These photos were taken in the park; he climbed a tree and was happy scratching his nails, jumping from branch to branch. This is his real playground.

Watching the house from the furniture

I can't even imagine myself doing crafts to make a cat toy. He loves playing with soda bottle caps.

Enjoying their moments of affection