IronWing
No Lifer
On our first day in our new house, we found Smally dumped in the desert as a six week old kitten. She was sitting under a prickly pear cactus screaming her head off. Her dead mother was left in a box nearby. We brought Smally home, pulled out the spines, and she's been with us for over eighteen years. She's been a happy kitty ever since. When she was a kitten, she didn't have the attention span to eat so we would sit on the floor a toss kibbles for her to chase, making eating a game. She also put everything in her mouth including pins and needles so we had to kitten-proof the house.
Tabby was Smally's main squeeze. He was several years older than her and basically raised her. They were a pair until Tabby died a few ago at age ~22 years.
In the past couple years she became one of those bag-of-bones old lady cats that just kept going. She started to crash on Saturday and died yesterday. A pretty good run for thrown away cat.
Smally at age 16:
Tabby was Smally's main squeeze. He was several years older than her and basically raised her. They were a pair until Tabby died a few ago at age ~22 years.
In the past couple years she became one of those bag-of-bones old lady cats that just kept going. She started to crash on Saturday and died yesterday. A pretty good run for thrown away cat.
Smally at age 16:
A toast to the smallest and furriest members of the family who may be gone but won’t be forgotten.
