Mango and Slate, first day home
After his divorce, three cats remained with R. And I had Lucy. When we (meaning R and I) moved to Utah, only two cats could go with us. How many times has someone come up to you in your life and said, "I'm going to get a cat this weekend?"
It happened to me twice in 8 days, the month before we moved. One person exactly described R's black cat, and Whisper ended up with Roy, who went home to eat bacon & mayo sandwiches with her at lunch. Julia and her son took Breena, the blind siamese mouser, who needed a friend just when Julia's son took ill. That left only Kalki. Kalki and Lucy flew on a plane to Utah. Lucy bit him in the butt at the vet's kennel while they waited for us to drive from Texas to collect them. We try not to blame Lucy, but he died the first month we lived in SLC. She always was a one-cat household kind of girl. And she never really accepted R as a full member of her household in the 13 years we all lived together.
All those years, to console R, who loved cats, we would fantasize that someday we would get a grey kitten and an orange kitten, and they would play together and keep each other company when we had to travel. We said good-bye to Lucy, and we waited for someday.
Someday is today. Meet the siblings, Mango and Slate.
Comments (2)
Awwwwww.... So cute.
There has to be a LOLcat caption for this photo, but I can't think of one.
Posted by Phil | May 28, 2008 9:55 PM
Posted on May 28, 2008 21:55
As was said, "awwww..."
Posted by Rich | May 28, 2008 10:29 PM
Posted on May 28, 2008 22:29