Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Whitecat Wednesday

Princess:
Here are my curliepants. I like them.
easy wash and dry, a little brushing is all they need.
you can click and make the picture bigger to see my curlieness.


I cannot change the name of this bloggie. Yes, I know Caesar is not here but he is in spirit.
He has to be.... Yes, I keep thinking he will come out from behind the chair and meow happily.
And I will say "hey you, where have you been!?"

Mommie thinks that she will never stop being sad about losing Caesar.

I might not be blogging much. I will read your bloggies though.
I promise.
Blogging and commenting are really hard now.
I can continue to try to do Monday and Wednesday posts.
I think mommie and I just need a break.

Thank you for being our friends.
We really do love your friendship
Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,
the things you are,

the things you never want to lose.


Monday, February 11, 2008

Mancat Monday ~ Caesar




Even in his youngest kittenhood
Caesar had what it took to be a brave mancat
!
>You can click on it and make it bigger<
Princess:
This is a photograph of us in early June 1991. This photo mommie got from the breederlady.
this is Caesar and me and the all black kitten walking there in the middle is our brother. He stayed with his mommie and daddie when Caesar and I were adopted by our mommie June 27th 1991.

This is what Blizzie says about Caesar when she sees this olde picture.
"This is the most adorable picture. I cannot look at it without screaming with happiness. Look at his puffy muzzle, because he is in 'skunk mode'. And note his splayed paw, ready to swipe at his littermate's tail. Look at his stubby little ears bent forward they are so tiny!
My favorite part of his kitten body would have to be his chunky little tummy look how tiny he is and his hind legs, and his little tail. Prinnie looks like she's on a trail--! sniffing!"

This photo was taken almost 17 years ago!

To look backward for a while
is to refresh the eye, to restore it,
and to render it the more fit
for its prime function of looking forward.

~Margaret Fairless Barber