Catching up on email...
wendy wrote:
Kroger looks just like Paassht-she's such a cutie.
Did you find her in the Kroger parking lot?
She was from a litter of kittens dumped there. The manager brought them
in and was giving them away along with little paper sacks of chow. My
precious Tigger had died suddenly the day before and an ex-boyfriend was
in the right place at the right time. I would despise him, but I can't
completely because he brought me Kroger and she in turn gave me Paassht
to love.
We are still missing her very acutely. The house has never been so
quiet...we had never lived here without her until now. Kroger is
spending a lot of time sitting with me and Corky and Chandra have been
sleeping on our pillows, but no one has stepped up to the task of
warming my shoulder. Here is a brief introduction of my gang, everyone
but Io has a picture at http://photobucket.com/albums/b298/landlimo/.
Oliver Twist - 13 yrs in July. Dumped as a kitten in 100+ degree heat,
then luckily found and brought to me by a friend. Red & white tuxedo LH.
Sierra - 12 years in July. Adopted from a local shelter as a pup.
Labrador Retriever/American Eskimo mix, vastly outnumbered and probably
a little confused.
Corky - about 16 years, adopted in 2000 at age 10 because her owners
decided to travel after they retired and made no provisions for their
cats. Fortunately the neighbors were looking out for them.
Kroger - 10 years, see above.
Sonic - exact age unknown, almost 7 years with us. She was living
underneath a storage shed in the Sonic parking lot and we convinced her
to get in the car and come home. Pastel red & white bobtail, v. round!
Chandra - exact age unknown, just over 6 years with us, shelter "impulse
rescue" (I picked her up just to give her some love and she hugged my
neck!). Grey tabby with huge golden eyes, hence I named her for the
Hindu moon god.
Io aka "Baby Bear" - almost 5 years. Rescued as a kitten from the verge
of a busy freeway. Tiny, shiny black with a very Siamese-y build.
Kerby aka "Little Man" - just over 1 year. Rescued from the kerb in a
friend's apartment complex. We think he was waiting for us. Silver
classic tabby, anything but little!
And if you count the big semiferal neighborhood cat we feed when he
shows up hungry on our front steps, Buddy, who started letting us pet
him in 2004. It's now to the point where I can pick him up and give him
a brief exam ("Buddy Check") to look for new injuries...he is, erm,
intact and very much a fighter. If I'm quick about it I can put a
little Bag Balm on his wounds.
Becca
