When I was a kid I was fascinated by
cats but my poor mother had a cat thrown on her back as a child and
was terrified of them. When my mother died years ago (a sad story
not to be shared here), the first thing Diane, my sister and I
did was get a cat. That cat was our salvation but unfortunately
he loved her more than me; I think I smothered him too much with
love, a thing that I’ve learned that cats don’t like. Since that
time I’ve had many, many cats, one or two at a time but my
favorite all time cat was our last one, Shrubs.
My husband Dave and I rescued her as the runt of a full litter
in our backyard. We found homes for all the others and kept our
little gem who had one yellow and one blue eye and a sweet
character. She passed on in 1999 just before the millennium and we
lovingly buried her in a special place on our property in
Vermont. We sprinkled
dried rose petals onto her pure white fur before covering her
over and now have a marker where we visit her every time we pass
by. Click HERE to see CATS!
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