culprit one of two

I forgot that I didn't put up a picture of my traveling companion.

Worf has been my friend and sometimes-ally for 3 years now, since I found him on the rough-and-tumble streets of Baltimore. When I found him, he was in a rough place in his life. Someone had been very mean to him and done some things to him that I would rather not repeat here, and then abandoned him. I found him right when I was thinking how much I would like to have a cat, a moment that coincided with an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation that I was watching. When I brought him up to my apartment, even in his disabled state and at only 10 weeks old he was able to establish dominance amongst the other cats in the apartment. I knew we would be living together. After several bouts of fleas, countless other parasites, some physical rehab, aggression and psychological issues too numerous to count, and an on-going dental issue, Worf is still with me.

He can be a handful, but I keep him around not only because he's super cute. To me, he embodies the redemptive ability of all God's creatures. Worf got a second chance at life, and even though he is still somewhat crippled because of his distrust of pretty much everyone else, he has helped me understand that love to and from others can be a cure for when you hit rock bottom. I have been given a second chance, and I am very excited to see what happens. I am especially excited to see what happens when Worf and I travel across the country!