Meeting Anezka

I met her on a saturday. It was a sunny afternoon, and I was looking for a place to sit at a park near my home. I had brought a sudoku, or a crosswords puzzle and I wanted to just sit for a while and let the time pass. After looking and seeing some dogs near a bench, I decided to look for another. It was then, near that bench. I saw this small white cat. 

Something came to me, at the time. I had a previous contact with cats (even in that same year). But it seemed out of nowhere I wanted to get closer to that cat. It was neatly resting in a position some cat experts refer as a "loaf". So I sit on the bench, close to her (at that time I didn't knew if the cat was a male or female). And then instead of doing my puzzle, I started trying to get her attention.  She was immediately receptive, which I took with caution because at that time, I didn't had much experience with cats, and though they can be unruly and somewhat dangerous, my anxiety made me think they were much more dangerous. Still I tried to touch her coat. I pet her a bit. And then I stopped. My goal was, I thought at the moment, to make a friend, and then continue on with my puzzle, and enjoy my saturday. But after a while, I pet her again. And again. And I couldn't stop. Something overtake me that day. She never bit me, or was moody to me. I was having my first real moments with a cat, trying to get close to her. In those moments, I didn't know it yet, but a promise was being made, being born with real love for these beings. 

That cat's name was going to be Anezka. And I would be forever indebted to her. 

When I left, that was the first time I longed to see a cat again. I always saw them in that park, but never in my life I became worried or anxious to see them again. That was about to change, really fast. 

From that day forward, my life changed, and I as yet was unaware of it.