This is our Mom, when she was a little wafer, about twelve to fourteen years old. It was taken in Brainerd, Minnesota, at her parents house, with another "cat that came before us" she named Heidi. Heidi, as you can see, was a little tuxedo kitten. The big guy sitting on the floor is Duke, the spotty dog.Mom says she has alway been 'lergic to animals. She sneezes lots and has trouble breathing. Back in the 'good old days," when this photo was taken, there wasn't anything for allergies. Now they have stuff you can take, pills and inhalers.
She also told me she has "pop beads" around her neck. She wonders if anyone remembers them.
Patches
Note from Mom: The little cat I called Stranger hasn't been seen the last few days; maybe just passing through. Probably for the best, I wouldn't want Mistrie upset, or worse, by an intruder. The outside is her domain, it belongs to her, solely. She is so happy with springtime, running and playing. The worst of the weather is behind her now, she, like us, is looking forward to grass and flowers. She seemed to know today spring arrived, her demeanor changed.
























