She has lived in Aglandjia since she was a kitten in November 2021. The flat is her whole map. Mornings are the windowsill, then a slow patrol of the sofa, then sleep while Nicosia traffic builds on the avenue below. She watches the trees and the occasional cat on the wall, and the door to the street stays shut.

The coat is dense and blue-grey, the plush the breed is kept for, and it wants a weekly brush or it mats behind the ears. Meals are on a clock, water comes from a fountain, and a high perch wins over a lap until she chooses the lap herself. Guests can sit. She crosses the room when the voices drop.

Play is a few minutes with a wand, then she is finished. She is steady with the people she knows and reserved with new ones, which suits a home on a busy avenue. Born 2 November 2021. The portrait for the card is the round face in the window, eyes half-closed, grey fur in the light.

A scratching post stands by the perch, the litter is cleaned every morning, and a second water bowl sits away from the food so she actually drinks. She grooms herself for hours and still needs that weekly brush through the spring shed. The flat stays hers: no open balcony, no visitors’ dogs, no food left on the counter. If you live on the same avenue and see the grey face in the upper window, you have already met Thalia.