Thanks for the condolences.

Sorry for bringing everyone down. Bentley was quite the character. He was an ******* to everyone but us. He had the smallest squeaker. His meower never fully developed into mature Catdom. Sometimes, nothing would come out at all cause it was so quiet.

He attempted to get out, nearly everyday. Loved to be outside (supervised) and begged daily for outside time. When he managed to get around the blockades at the door, he would get all excited. His tail would go straight up and out came the kekekekekekekekekeke, I guess he was laughing at us. Most days, he would greet us at the door and I would get hugs on my shoes.

He would do rolly pollies down the driveway, as concrete was a great scratcher. All the while, kekekekekekekekeke. I could do my thing in the garage and know he wouldn't go anywhere.

He wasn't a lap cat but would, most evenings, come and sit with us after doing pushy pushys on his favorite blankie. Then he would sit and stare at me until I pet his back, near his tail.

Damm, we're gonna miss him and his quirky ways.

 

It's amazing how different each cat truly is. It's more than just personalities but strange preferences and idiosyncrasies. They all leave their individual marks.

I believe that kitties are given to us because God loves us. I will always cherish that idea.

 

Breaking in the garden cart.

 

teaching Pookie ethics:

 

and to think.. I dumped all my philosophy books.

 

 

 

So, Ima tryin to install a microwave, and the inspector moves in.

 

we good:

 

 

Then this one wants up. But she can jump on her own.

 

 

https://www.facebook.com/ThatPetLifeYo/videos/2565195107039922/

 

Hangin out with Peach.

 

https://www.facebook.com/thedodosite/videos/1609577632392657/

 

This is Nouschka



We re-homed her after the dog at the previous owners wouldn't get on with it.

Majestic AF

 

^ Downright majestic.


Here is a picture of Chloe (left), and also the other cat, who was a total *******. (I don't remember her name.)




They are both dead now. Such is the nature of things.

 

A coworker rescues felines and she just got this handsome fella. Needs a bit more weight before he is adoptable. His momma rejected him for some reason. Now we are trying to come up with a name. I think we should stick with auto/moto names or associations, as that is what we have used up to this point (hemi, Bentley and harley)

 

Misfire?

 

Wife was thinking diesel, but I dont know.