Today marks three years since mama Lucky made her last purr.
We decided to name her Lucky after the catman and I decided to keep her. I still remember that late afternoon when we picked her up from the backyard and were about to give her her first bath as a welcoming gesture. It’s like telling her, “you’re not welcome to sleep inside the house unless you’re clean and smelling nice!” She did not like to get wet at all, so it was a bit of a challenge to get her cleaned up.
Lucky baby, we had been so lucky to have you and your naughty, funny furry babies. We love and miss you forever, sweet furry you, the first of our traveling cats. And the same with baby Dancer. We trust that you have found each other and are having fun tickling and biting each other everyday. No more pains, no tumors, no wounds, no more vets. xoxo