Friday, January 4, 2013

a good feline life

She entered our lives in 1993, a kitten bought from a local pet store in town. 

 My mother and I whisked into the pet store with anticipation because my mother had determined she was going to buy Alan a kitten. It was a day of  blooming roses. I remember Alan was barefooted when we placed this tabby tri-colored ball of sweetness into his arms, almost twenty years ago.



"What greater gift than the love of a cat."
                                                           ~Charles Dickens~

I have dreaded this day for some time. But even in my sadness I am extremely thankful she was a part of our lives for all these years.
I will miss her so.

being my own guest

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