When I walked into the humane society, the first thing that caught my eye was a litter of 4 two month old kittens. They were little black/brown/gray striped tabbies all piled on each other like a heap of fur with multiple sets of ears. One of them had some light orange coloring around her face and throughout her fur. She was watching me as I said hello to her and some kittens in a different kennel. When I put my hand in to pet her, she leaned into it and just stared at me. She was so sweet and kept watching me, and it seemed like she was the one I needed to take with me.
When I got her home, I kept asking her what she wanted to be called. I was thinking of something having to do with light because of the orange highlights in her coat, or maybe a goddess name, or something related to the fight direction work I do. Sunset? Persephone? Dagger? None of them really fit. I looked up unique names and sifted through them, then cat names to see if anything stood out. Then I looked up beautiful words. Epiphany. Hm, I asked her, "Would you like to be called Epiphany?". She started purring. Epiphany it is.
epiphanynounepiph·a·ny i-ˈpi-fə-nē3a(1) : a usually sudden manifestation or perception of the essential nature or meaning of something(2) : an intuitive grasp of reality through something (such as an event) usually simple and striking(3) : an illuminating discovery, realization, or disclosure
This is our first selfie together. Lol
I also call her Pipsqueak or Squeakah because she meows like a squeak toy. :)
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