On Celia Long’s first full day in Turkey, she was adopted by a cat, though she wouldn’t know it until later.
It was the last thing she had expected to happen; it wasn’t as if it fit with the nature of her short-term contracts and the set of rules she lived by. And that set of rules had been serving her just fine for nearly a decade.
Celia had always loved animals, from the rabbits and dogs that had played such a big role in her childhood to her friends’ cats that often chose to sit on her lap when they watched movies together. No, she would have loved to have a pet—a dog, a cat, a hamster…if only she would have known that she was going to be in one place long enough to give the animal the commitment it deserved.