Sunday, October 30, 2011
My lonely beauty
Marka was found on the street when she was a kitten, more than 16 years ago. A neighbor brought her to me knowing that my own kitty had been stolen from my car and Marka resembled him a lot.
From the very beginning, she was quiet, shy and reserved and she didn’t get along well with other cats. All of them were hissing at her constantly and attacking her frequently and she was always withdrawing, so I had to stand up in her defense innumerable times. In these incidents, the situation could only be calmed at best and it was an uneasy truce, so she literally spent all her life alone.
She never made any friends, but she didn’t seem to care. The glint of peace and kindness still shines in her beautiful eyes…