ZEPHYR: an elegant and zesty word, derived from the name of the Greek god of the western wind (Zephyros), known in English as a warm breeze that ushers in the summertime, and also in some Russian-speaking countries as a tasty marshmallow-meringue-like confection.
As of May 12, 2025, it is also the name of the most adorable cat on earth.
(Is this post just an excuse to share some of the best cat pics I’ve ever taken…? Yes. If that’s all you’re interested in, shamelessly scroll down to the gallery below. Please also follow his social media account @ZephyrusGregarius for endless cuteness.)
HOW WE MET ZEPHYR: When Tom & I moved to Berlin, Germany late last summer, we had originally been contracted to occupy a specific apartment that is located close to his workplace. I won’t get into the whole exasperating story, but we ended up being prevented from moving into that apartment for more than EIGHT months beyond when our rental was supposed to begin, and eventually, we gave up on the place entirely.
We ended up finding somewhere else totally new, and it’s been a perfect fit for us in so many ways. It also comes with landlords we can personally interact with rather than a predatory and disorganized leasing agency, thank goodness. In fact, on the very evening of the day we got the keys, we received a friendly text from them:
“Your application mentioned you’re hoping to get a cat sometime–our mother happens to have two 5-week old kittens, and she is looking for a home for one: would you be interested?”
This message was accompanied by photos of a precious little storm cloud of a kitten, so cute that it hurt your heart to look at him. He looked like he was AI-generated. I had never understood the cuteness aggression phenomenon, until seeing this cat. The heavens seemed to be cracking open with a housewarming blessing from Freya herself. Even the bouquet of stargazer lilies (my favorite flower) on our then-dining-room-table were effervescing; they seemed to be saying goodbye for now, knowing we wouldn’t have lilies in our home again for quite some time.
As Tom remarked: “no sooner have we gained our temple, than we are provided with its god.”
His name came about because he IS like the western breeze, welcoming us to a new season of warmth. His birthday is March 9th (a Pisces baby) and he was safely ensconced in his–our–new home only four weeks after we moved in ourselves. He’s affectionate, curious, mischievous, and utterly charming. We had been waiting for the universe to gift us with a cat when the time was right, and our patience has definitely paid off; the literal day we found ourselves finally able to support a kitten’s lifestyle, he blew into our lives!
At less than six months old as of this writing, he’s still very much a kitten, and it’s been wonderful to watch him grow up, and to catch glimpses of the perfect cat he will become. BUT ENOUGH TEXT! PICS NOW!
















































































