KATE
BORN: approx. 18 April 1991
DIED: 16 June 2009
NICKNAMES: Katie-Kat, The Blimp, the Grand Dame
Kate had the markings of a ticked Tabby and the build of a blimp until her final years when she became thin and frail. Her coat was thick and dense, but soft.
She was very sweet, timid, a bit on the neurotic side, and affectionate. She had a silent meiow or would make itty-bitty squeaks as though her jaws had rusty hinges, though she magically developed a full voice when I would take her to the vet.
Her brother, Knobby (a tuxedo) and Kate came to me as 2 week old orphans. I had a mother cat who was nursing at the time, but she was such a small cat, I had to give them additional feedings with an eye dropper. The two orphans were only supposed to be a temporary addition, but we know how that goes. Kate gave me 18 good years of her sweet friendship.
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Kate lies innocently amongst the chaos caused by another member of the Horde.
Kate at 18.
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