Flora's arrival

Rico had been home from the hospital for about six months when his friends Ivan and Meg brought over Flora on 11 September (a memorable day for those with a memory). She was a stray that had wandered into their lives, quite pregnant, and decided to have a litter of kittens in a box outside their house. The kittens were, over time, given away, but they decided that Flora needed to come to me.
Now, Rico had never had a cat; several dogs in his life, including two when he least needed them in a small house in California, but no cats. Within moments, however, we were in love.
She's gotten spayed, and fatter, but she remains as quiet and phlegmatic as ever (except when it's time to be fed, of course).
She is a good cat, and Rico is happy to have her, even if he does have to share her with the ladyfriend, who loves her, too.