I found two pictures of her since she went. One literally fell out of a book I picked up by happenstance. Perhaps her hand guided me.
In this picture, my mom is dressed for my wedding. She's holding the original Minnie. I'm surprised that cat would let anyone pick her up without shredding them, but maybe she had a special bond with my mom too. I love Minnie's expression because she looks so evil, and that is what she was. She's the only cat I've ever avoided. My mom loved her just the same and made allowances for her, even insisting all torties be named for her, a practice I continue.
In this photo we are walking to the church for my brother's wedding. That's my mom and me "kicking up our heels" - like mother, like daughter. What a windy day it was! I'm sure my Aunt Terry took this picture since she isn't in it. I wonder what she said that made us show off our legs.
Goodbye, Mom! Thanks for giving me these photos. I've enjoyed looking at them often this past year. I miss you.
* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
On a less somber note, join us today at the Tabby Cat Club for kitties enjoying the lazy and sometimes crazy days of summer!