You’ve heard me talk about the cats Mom had before I came along. If you read my interview on Cat’s Who Twitter you know their story. Well now you get to see their faces.
This is Beastie. Look at that face and you can tell where the name came from. MOL. She was Mom’s first kitty. Mom got her from a neighbor as a kitten and she lived to be 16 1/2. Mom said she actually wasn’t a beastie, but was very sweet. Her daddy was a Persian kitty and Beastie inherited her beautiful fluff from him.
This is Sheena. She passed last Thanksgiving at 18 years old! She lived the longest of any cat Mom’s had. She came to Mom as a kitten from a coworker. I got to meet this kitty before she went to the bridge. She and Pixie were best friends and she was very lonely when Pixie passed. Mom got me as a playmate for Sheena, but Sheena didn’t live very long after I was adopted. I guess I came to Mom just in time to keep her from being lonely without Sheena.
This is Pixie. Someone threw her out of a van. Mom tried to find her that night and couldn’t. Six weeks later after a snowstorm, she showed up on Mom’s porch. She was all wet, cold, matted, and starving. Mom took her in and it was love at first sight. She lived with Mom for 12 1/2 years before she passed. I look a lot like her except I have a nice floofy tail and Pixie didn’t have a tail. Mom thinks she was part Manx.
I’m lucky to have had them as sisfurs, even if I didn’t get to meet them. They were the cats that taught Mom how to open her heart and home to kitties. They also taught Mom that cats were meant to be loved and spoiled. And boy am I spoiled!
Please join this week’s photo blog hop and tell us about the ones in your life that came before you that you want to honor.