Pets

First cat, our daughter's pet, Fur-Face Kitty. 1976-1994



Tasha with her four kittens. We kept the last kitten after the others were adopted and named him Tim. She was only with us for a year or two, then we gave her to a farm to be a barn cat where she was much more happy. Spayed first of course.



Ginger, a Cock-a-Poo with a spaniel coat rather than poodle. 1980-1991. Here she is on her never-ending quest to get one of the red squirrels that live in the trees near our cabin in northern Wisconsin.



Figaro and Tim. Figaro was only with us for a little while: he had come to our door as a stray, and then strayed away again a few years later. Tim was one of the litter born to Tasha in 1989, and he lived with us his whole life until age 18. 1989-2008.



Camilla, our beautiful Calico who died last July at the age of 19. She was actually our daughter's cat but lived with us more years of her life than with her.



One of our current two cats, Little Kitty. She and Zelda came to us from our son and daughter in law when they could no longer keep them. She was born in January 2003 and is 9 years old and also featured as my signature photo.



And this is Zelda. Born in August, 2004 and is 8 years old.