No. 327

No. 327 / Scooter

Scooter, the cat, once belonged to my brother's family. She, a lovely tuxedo kitty, came to live with me ten years ago. It was at a time I really needed a little companion. If you looked at her just right she would begin to purr. Her voice was small; she'd croak out a meow if she had to. She was the best at nose kisses, and she could open door handles that had a lever. With great sadness we had to say goodbye to her today. I'll miss my chubby little girl.

It is something great to love an animal, even greater to be honored with their presence for so long. I think having compassion for animals makes us better people. Scooter lived a long 19 years. You'll be missed Scooter-drama!