As much as we love each and every cat, there are usually those who are somehow closest to us. No idea why. Maybe they're just the first. Maybe they seem to care more about us than the others. For all the cats I've lost, there are 2 that always come to mind and bring the most pain of loss. Sometimes it's like there are videos of them in your mind that just play over and over. To some people that may help. Not to me.
To Hamlet, and Poof, and all the others. We love them all infinitely. John
I look back at ^Hamlet^ and wonder where all the time went. Here it to ^Poof^ and ^Hamlet^, two great cats!
Poof's birthday is May 1st. I never knew any of my cat's real birthdays. They were all just estimations. I got Poof June 1st 1985 and just guessed that she was about a month old. So, Poof's adoption day would have been 36 years and 2 days ago. It's amazing that those memories will just always be there. John
Is that day today per chance? If so then Happy Birthday Poof, where ever you are! :)
I still remember Poof's birthday, although she's been gone for 21 years. She'd be 36! John
THat hurt! I just removed ^Orion^, ^Nova^ and ^Andromeda^ from the homepage notices of birthdays. :(