Me, Luna, and a fuzzy blanket - that is all my weeknights consist of. I love Luna, even through her faults and issues, because because she loves me, even through mine. I'm convinced that she's so troubled because she comes from a broken home. Through patience, kindness, and acceptance, she is slowly becoming calmer and more comfortable. She seems more loving and less defensive - at least toward me. She's still skittish with others until she gets to know them. She's getting there. We're making progress.
"This is my family. I found it, all on my own. It is little and broken, but still good." ~ Stitch
I am glad that she's calming down. She gives you some nasty scratches!
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