JJ
came in as an orphaned kitten, as you can see very photogenic. She's my
alarm clock waking me up at 7:30 AM every morning.
Josie (rear) was one of 4 orphaned kittens. Picture shows her with her
brother Joey who has passed on.
Katie is the newest "kid". She came in as a 3 week old orphan found
wandering on a busy street. Very stubborn and outspoken but sleeps holding
paws with me.
Noni is the oldest, a left over from a pet store. She's about 18 now and
pretty senile, sometimes forgetting where she is or what she was doing. She
was one of my "protectors" being sure she protected me from things that go
bump in the night.
Noni died Feb. 11, 2004, at
the age of 19. She died like she wanted to, after a good
breakfast laying in the warm sun in her own yard surrounded by her "family".
She's buried under a beautiful mango tree.
If
Oliver was human, he'd be a very proper Englishman. I woke up one morning
and he's sitting in the kitchen like he's always been there. Walked over to
me put his front paw out and bowed and looked at me as tho to say "when's
breakfast." He also loves the dogs, insists on helping me bathe them.
Pseudeus is an only survivor of a dog attack. Three dogs killed her
mother, brothers, sisters, aunt and her kittens. She was found trying to
find something to eat, her little eyes glued shut with infection. As a baby
she loved to retrieve, something she taught herself.
Syam
is my next to the youngest; looks something like an Egyptian Mau. He came
here as a tiny baby all cut up and scarred and frankly very ugly. You can
see how beautiful he is, long and lanky and well muscled. He also is one of
the protectors that keep away things that go bump in the night.
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