Mary in 2012 and 2013
In memory of Mary, our red tabby cat, mother of Frosty and Smokey. The family of three joined our household when their guy, Terry, died of lung cancer. Terry, a Vietnam vet who lived in a trailer in the court next door to our old house, had become our friend when he walked his two old dogs up our road. His dogs, Annie and Jasmine, predeceased him. His last wish was that he would take his beloved kitties.
They had been feral when Terry took them in. (Maybe he took in Mary as a pregnant mother to be.) They spent most of their well-loved adult lives as indoor cats inside his old motor home. When they moved in with us, they soon learned the joy of being in a garden.
Mary, who passed away from lung cancer on March 18th, 2016, was a round ball of purrs with very short legs and a rolling gait. She and her son Smokey were especially bonded and spent many hours snoozing together, as you will see in this gallery of photos. Both of them liked to snuggle on my lap for book and movie time.
I have so many photos that I’m dividing the Mary memories into 2 posts. Expect the second one soon-ish.
Part two of the Mary chronicles will appear next, as soon as I can the photos sorted. In the process of going through 2013, I managed to delete 4,000 extraneous garden photos so that is one useful byproduct of the grieving process.