Orange and black cat sitting inside a house on wood flooring

Karma came into my life as a senior kitty from the humane society at the height of COVID. As soon as she was released from her carrier, she stomped about the house smelling this and that with bravery and confidence. A well mannered and polite little lady, Karma always had something to say but knew and respected the rules. She could be left unattended in her favorite sun spot for hours and would never wander off. Her gravely "smokers" meow chased anyone who dared enter the kitchen at 8pm without feeding her. She had many nicknames; Squork dork, blorg, Mrs ma'am, Karmageddon, Karmasean, Squeaker, and of course, Karm. Ultimately, she passed bravely and peacefully, crossing the rainbow bridge to search for snackies and pets in the next life. I'll miss you miss Karm.