Sasha:
She's peaceful, she's quiet, she's patient. Even when I disturb her sleep.
She's spoiled rotten.
And she's going on eighteen years old.
Good health and happy days, Sasha! You can go back to sleep now.
Nature notes and photos from BC, Canada, mostly in the Lower Fraser Valley, Bella Coola, and Vancouver Island.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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She's a beauty, as well as an elder of the cat tribe.
ReplyDeleteMine is 17 :)
I love that first shot. My cat (well, my former cat that now lives with my mother) is now about 15. It is good to hear he probably has many more years to keep her company. They have become inseparable. - Margy
ReplyDeleteShe's looking really good for nearly 18. Growing up, my family had a short-haired tortoiseshell who also lived to about 20. In her last couple of years she wasn't doing too well, very arthritic, which made it difficult for her to get around or clean herself.
ReplyDeleteLong live all elders of the cat tribe!
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