Eumir

Today we celebrate the 2nd anniversary of the day we plucked Eumir out of his very sad and miserable life in the nearby park.

He was by himself in an abandoned restaurant, about two weeks old, surviving on food scraps left behind by passersby who had taken pity on him. Eumir was then a tiny kitten whose eyes were covered with gunk, had runny nose, and squealed for his mother who left him there to fend for himself.

Had we decided on adopting him two or three days late, he would have completely lost his eyesight or life. Perhaps because of the knowledge that his life now is a result of luck and an inordinate slathering of fortune, Eumir is the best behaved among the five cats in the house. He never figured in any fights and just calmly approaches us whenever he feels like getting a rub or a kiss.

Eumir is always loved.