Iba was my cat. Originally. But when going to school last year I couldn’t take her with me. She was a very weird cat. In many ways. Shy and afraid in so many ways. She only felt comfertable in presence of one person at the time. Espesially me and my mother.
Lately she’s been extra stressed out, escaping out and dissapearing if anything happened. Freaking out if she had to be inside.
My parents are moving, and my mother tried to figure out a way to make it possible to take her with them. But in so many ways it was impossible.
In the picture below she’s sleeping in the chair, looking for once not stressed out. Sleeping in HER chair. I’ll miss her.
