This is my carpet monster attacking the chair again.
Jazz joined our family 12 years ago. She was found by my son abandoned in a cardboard box on a commuter train. She was only about five or six weeks old when we got her and had to be fed with an eye dropper to begin with. She flourished and is now the ruler of her domain.
She’s the sweetest cat I have ever known and so well-mannered I can’t believe she’s a cat.