Here are some photos revisited. A few have been shown before, but these all gave me a big smile and not a little bit of “aw, isn’t that so keeeYOOT?”
The past few summers, we’ve been getting a lot of those bugs I always called “stickbugs”, because when they’re all folded up, they look like sticks. Well, Rachel found out what they look like unfolded. She played with this guy for a while, it would grab her fur when she got too close. She didn’t like that much.
click for a larger picI don’t know which kitten this was and in the pictures I took at the same time, there are three little black kittens around the feeder. So, it’s either Phoebe or Monica or Joey. But a kitten in the food bowl is always one of those images that brings a smile to my face. Pardon the cement floor with it’s paint stains and tile grout stains. This is in a part of the house that is still “under construction”. Slow going when it’s a do-it-yourself project and the do-it-yourselfer would rather be playing on his tractors an hour and a half away from home.
click for a larger picI’ve ALWAYS loved this picture. Ross and Rachel were still tiny, wormy kittens and Lisa hadn’t yet been diagnosed with the nasty stomatitis (that I believe led to her fairly early death, with the meds she was on and all; I do not like steroids) and was still a pretty big girl. Those kittens look so darned brave. Funny thing, a few seconds later, they’d turned and hightailed it away from Lisa.
click for a larger picI just adore this photo of Rachel and Wally. He was a great surrogate mom. He’s so big and she’s so small. Have I mentioned what a little love cat she’s turning into? Yeah, it’s only on her terms, but when she wants me to pet her, she’s vocal and persistent about it. No holding, holding is forbidden, but I can run my hands down her back and sides, scratch her above her tail and on the top of the head and she just keeps coming back for more. Until she’s done, that is.
click for a larger picI don't think of Potter as being a big cat, but he's ginormous in this one. But as we all should know by now, everything is relative.
click for a larger picAnd one last shot of Lisa. You know, looking at this image of her brings tears to my eyes. Because I hadn't realized how much weight she'd lost by the time she we said goodbye to her. She looks so happy and alert in this one. I miss her every day.
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Well, that's it, my little trip down memory lane. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. And if you cried, just a little, I'm sorry, but tears are good for the soul. They have a cleansing effect, I think. And smiles help the heart heal.