Our sweet kitty left our lives Wednesday morning. After about 19 years of life (he was an adult when we met him, we don’t know precisely how old he was), his body was done, and it was time for him to rest.
There's nothing like a bedtime story for a good night's sleep.
Did I mention he liked books?
Curled up with a good book
Now that's just greedy. And it can't be comfortable.
Don't worry, you are cuter than that dog (to me, at least).
Well, I was reading that.
It took me awhile to find my book!
E-readers count as books, too.
Just can't resist!
Of course, sometimes I'd have the book. He'd make do.
After his summer lion cut
Enjoying the summer sun. He's so small with no fur!
The best present, year after year.
Under the tree a little too long?
Look at all that fur!
Clean laundry, being folded = cat bait
9 years ago, he looked bigger. Or maybe we were smaller.
