1) the kink in her tail
2) the way she squeaked instead of meowing
3) what a great hunter she was (Patrick saw her catch a hummingbird!)
4) when I would reach down to pet her she would stand up and grab my hand with her paws
5) how much she loved to eat and roll in the dirt (and how when I made this observation to Mom she agreed, and added that she had never seen a cat more like her owner)
6) how much she adored Patrick, and vice-versa
I sure miss my sweet little cat.
On the left, being naughty.
On the right, watching Sam attack the thing under the cushion making scratchy noises (my hand)
On the right, worn out from playing.
On the right, giving Sam a hug.
Being naughty again.
Posing beautifully.
