It’s now been a year since Sizzle came home with me from Wayside, and her personality has come out of hiding completely. She was an anxious wreck for the first month, hidden under the couch for the majority of the time. As months went by, she began sleeping on top of the couch rather than underneath it, and eventually she started crawling into bed with me every night.

Although Sizzle’s putting on a couple extra pounds, she’s incredibly happy and healthy. Bearing the softest coat of fur I’ve ever felt, she can’t get enough of the cheek scratches and belly rubs. The scaredy-cat that I brought home a year ago is now the best love bug I could have asked for.