We adopted her and her littermate Ophelia back when we were together, in 1994ish. Since then Hillary has barey left his side.
I'll be honest and say we didn't get along. She saw me as "the other woman" and I saw her as the creature who kept beating up my precious little Ophelia. But between her ninja-like attacks, the weirdest predicaments she got herself into (including running around with a watering can stuck on her head), even I'll admit that she was a special little thing.
Will be back in a few days.
I suspect she is in kitty heaven, asserting her top-cat ness upon every being...and plotting something against me...like arial attacks from celestial book cases or digging little hidey holes from which to leap out and bite my toes...that's okay...I actually kinda liked it here on Earth.
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Sorry about the cat. You alway give such vivid descriptions of the cats and make them so humanlike. It's cute. I hope all is well with you.
Thanks for the pictures, J!
Oh I'm sorry to hear that. How is Ophelia handling things?
Our pets are our family members, the heartache of one passing is real and deep.
My love to you and yours in this time, you are a most kind and generous lady to share both your sadness and your strength and even humour with us.
I look forward to your return,
Love,
Natashya
xo
Sorry to hear about the loss of your cat. We get so attached to the darn little beings...they are part of family life. We lost ours a few years ago, after 12 1/2 years with her,it was very difficult. My husband swore we weren't getting another pet, but lo and behold a few months later, we welcomed another one into the family. Keep well in 2009, from a fellow Canuck in Montreal.
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