|First day in her "forever home"|
Addie turned two years old today. Our little bundle of joy, the light of our lives, the beautiful soul that shares our home with us: it feels like she has always been here, but she's only two years old.
(I started to write about all the cats I have lived with before Addie; I realized that it should be a blog post all on its own because this is Addie's special day. Plus that gives me a future idea for when I am "stuck" once again.)
|Addie's mom, Alley: Addie is third from mom's chin|
|Addie is dead centre, limbs over a sibling|
|Addie is far right; the black nose is a giveaway|
|From Day One these stairs were her "Pride Rock"|
|In heaven with her two favourite people|
|A cuddle with daddy on a cold winter's day|
So happy birthday, light of our lives. Two years old today. It seems like you've always been with us, and yet it also seems like you just arrived. Time is funny that way. Thank you for the joy you bring to our lives every single day. You truly are one in a million.
Oh, and as for her being dull-looking in colour? Not so much. She is one of the most beautiful cats I have ever seen; her fur is so soft and her colour so rich and elegant. Thank goodness for fate.