When I step out of the shower in the morning, there is usually a cat in the window, watching me and keeping me company.

Flo is the cat who broke through my indifference to cats, she simply seduced me, patiently and persistently, for two years before I gave in.

Over the years, Flo and I have deepened our relationship.

When the wind blows the curtain open, I see she is keeping an eye on me, keeping me company, her mailbox with a pillow – her favorite resting spot – is just outside the bathroom window.

When I went outside a few minutes later, I found the remains of a chipmunk,  most of which she had eaten. I love the fine line cats maintain between ferocity and affection.

Flo keeps an eye on me.