A goodbye...

My first cat, the cat who changed me from only a dog person to a cat person (with the dog part in the background) is being put to sleep today. She is 17. I love that cat, although for the past year I have slowly been letting go as her age was starting to show. So here's my little picture tribute to Allie (lovingly called fatty by some, and binker by me)...all pictures will become larger if you click on them (and in a new window)...

Allie and I bonding when she was just a wee thing (a month and a half to two months old) and I was a green-faced blond about to turn 8.


Hanging out in a box....


Back when she was young and spry, rafter climbing...


And now, her glamour shots (courtesy of S).
Looking dignified....

And here she is, in her last days, roly-poly, about to fall over...


I'll miss you catty....