Patch, Princess and a Clematis

Here is a particularly evocative picture for me because I lost Velvet (on right) a couple of years ago. Patch (the pic's a little blurry) is still with me, and brings me joy every day.

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The Tutster

King Tut was my first cat. He didn’t like me very much at first. Later, when I fed him every day, he changed his mind.

The Tutster was barely two years old when I began dating Anne. I remember him lying on the window sill, his big tail moving side to side as he indicated that he didn’t like me very much. I just kept petting him every chance I got.

Miss Anne and I married about two years after we met. She and the Tutster moved in with me and I began feeding the kitty. Yes, it made a big difference. Soon, Tut was my cat, I his human.

Kitties are strange animals. They like those that like them. Tut soon learned that I more than liked him, I loved him. He came to accept me slowly, but when he did, it was for ever.

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Goodbye, Lucky

My dog Lucky died today. He was twelve-plus, an advanced age for a Labrador retriever. My deceased wife Anne bought Lucky six months before she died and the big pup soon became my constant companion and best friend.

Lucky helped ease me through a hard time in my life. I am sad tonight, but I am happy that he lived such a long and happy life, and died on such a gorgeous day with no apparent trauma.

Goodbye Lucky and rest in peace. 11-02-2009.

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