Meet Princess. She’s one of two cats in my mother’s household that came with the name so she’s also got a nickname: Fugly, or Fug for short. She was found dumped in a storm drain, only half alive, and was brought to my mother, the neighbourhood animal whisperer for recovery. We weren’t sure Fug was gonna come good at first but she out-troopered all our expectations.⠀
These days she spends her time racing up screen doors after geckos and getting mostly shaved to survive the Queensland heat. I laugh a lot when mum sends me photos of the latter. I’ve never seen a cat look so proud and yet so ridiculous.