Hi. I thought it would be nice to give our beloved cats who have crossed the rainbow bridge a celebration of their lives here by posting one or two of their best pictures and including a paragraph (or essay if you would like) of what made them unique and special. They all had their unique purrsonalities and they were all very special. So I'll start.
Spotty was a beautiful sweetheart with Raven black and snow white fur and big yellow-green eyes. Many cats don't like to be picked up but Spotty loved it. He loved to be held for long periods of time and when I held him he leaned into me and purred. In fact he wanted my attention all the time. He wasn't independent. He often gave me head butts and insisted on sleeping next to my head every night. He was friendly to anyone who was not a veterinarian. He hated vets. He hissed and growled at them but only because he was scared. Spotty never had a mean bone in his body. Spotty was brave in other ways. He was not afraid of the vacuum cleaner at all and he sometimes walked close to it. There was one time I had a party in my kitchen and there were a lot of people and someone brought a beach chair. My other cat Rosie was hiding but not Spotty. He jumped into the beach chair among all these people as if to say "Hey, what's up!" Spotty was sweet, brave, cuddly, and very affectionate. I miss you Spotty.
Spotty was a beautiful sweetheart with Raven black and snow white fur and big yellow-green eyes. Many cats don't like to be picked up but Spotty loved it. He loved to be held for long periods of time and when I held him he leaned into me and purred. In fact he wanted my attention all the time. He wasn't independent. He often gave me head butts and insisted on sleeping next to my head every night. He was friendly to anyone who was not a veterinarian. He hated vets. He hissed and growled at them but only because he was scared. Spotty never had a mean bone in his body. Spotty was brave in other ways. He was not afraid of the vacuum cleaner at all and he sometimes walked close to it. There was one time I had a party in my kitchen and there were a lot of people and someone brought a beach chair. My other cat Rosie was hiding but not Spotty. He jumped into the beach chair among all these people as if to say "Hey, what's up!" Spotty was sweet, brave, cuddly, and very affectionate. I miss you Spotty.
