Constant and Faithful Companion

Great post by my parents on the joys and sorrows of the cat-human relationship.

Sixty-Sixty

Sasha Sasha

Twenty-six years ago this month a sixteen-year-old gray tabby cat named Sasha lay down on our bedspread and, content with the companionship of her lifelong friend and confidante Joan, closed her eyes and purred, consented to death, and left us behind.

We’ve owned cats most of our married life. But one cat has to be the first cat. The kitten you have when you are young, live in rented apartments, and are perpetually short of money. One day in 1973, during our second year of marriage, Greg asked Joan out of the blue, “Do you want a kitten?” Prone (sometimes) to quick decisions, Greg had decided the young household of two needed a feline companion. Joan, although with no previous experience of cats, was, as per usual, game to try this idea out. So, off we went, prospective cat-owners, to inspect a litter of rambunctious kittens whose newly-arrived presence…

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ScarBaby

This is Scar. Before being neutered he fathered many cats on the farm, including Spirit. He is one of the colony bosses, along with Misfit. This summer Shy had a litter of kittens and it is unknown whether these kittens were related to Scar. But, Scar has a soft spot for kittens and they were often seen sunning and sleeping alongside him.