Ten Cats by Graham Harrop for January 10, 2015

Today would have been Linda Dean’s birthday. Rest in peace dear friend, we will always miss you.

Awww….

Now I am crying. I must be much more aware of how special life and health is every single day.

Happy Birthday, Linda. You are missed by all of us.

If my in-laws weren’t coming over around noon, I’d crawl under the covers with Yum Yum. Wind chill -23C and dropping here in Barrie.

Oh, yeah! That would be me half the night, yelling, “QUIT WASHING!” and "COUGH UP THAT HAIRBALL SOMEWHERE ELSE!

Another good one. Perfectly captures the finicky cat personality.

It’s time to say a fond farewell to my foster kittens. Their new family eagerly awaits their arrival at PetCo this morning. The mom said its all the kids have been talking about all week. These are good, well behaved kids. Nobody squeezed the babies, nobody grabbed at them. Each child held them close to his/her chest and kissed their little furry head.

Come on-wake up

Wizard of Cat is not amused

Lily’s spirit animal-the essence of “go away”

Usually with my cats I sound like the mother of several small children – when I hear a noise in another room, it’s: DON’T MAKE ME GO IN THERE! or WHOEVER’S DOING THAT, STOP IT! Not that they’d take any notice. :^)

May those little kitties live long healthy lives and grow to become great companions to those children.

Live Long and Prospurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Nope. Just black!

Happy Birthday Linda Dean! We love you and miss you.

whoops, make that..“possible for them to be my owners.” sorry

Runningstag: I sound just like you do with hollering at the “kids”.

I didn’t stay, once the family took the kittens. The other volunteered showed up so I left. I stopped at the fairgrounds to watch the ranch rodeo with Brad. It’s not like a regular rodeo; this is doctoring, branding (with chalk) trailer loading, etc. when it was over, I left but Brad stayed to watch team roping.

Got home and cleaned/scrubbed the kitten room so am ready for whatever shows up next. There is a long haired b/w girl at PetCO who is shy and scared. I told Susan I would be happy to take her for a while. She’ll have lots of room to play and run around so I might be getting her later today.

Missing Linda, too…

I believe this is the one from Graham’s Facebook page with the “Goodbye, Linda”.

Ahhhh…..Lily is true to form again. More from her and Woof, please.

More Oliver too, please.

Hope y’all had a good Caturday. Seems I now have a very large black cat at my outdoor kitty café today. At least in this cold weather, he has something to eat with fresh water. >^..^<

And on a lighter note, Bluebell, maybe Lily likes to be with you all, so ask Annie for some earplugs! LOL!

Funny strip today – ‘quit breating in and out.’ Uh huh.

As we think about the pets we have loved and lost; the friends we have loved and lost, I want to share my best friend’s pastor’s remarks on losing his dog. It made me think…perhaps we Ten Cats fans can meet some day.“~Reverend Larry Daniel Good-Bye to My DoggieWell 2015 has not started off good for me. My little dog Lexie had to be put down. She was deathly sick; it had to be done. Unless you have been through something like this yourself, you cannot possibly imagine how painful it is. Being with her at the very last moment brought tears to my eyes, but she knew that I was holding her in my arms till the last. Let me just come out and say it. I believe animals go to heaven. Why? Because our pets have personalities just like we do. A personality represents a soul. A personality is capable of relationship. A personality is capable of a whole range of emotions—love, happiness, sadness. Lexie had all of those emotions. She was a little rescue dog. She was about a year old when I got her. The lady who owned her said that no one else wanted her because she had an under bite and she was black. To me she was the cutest dog in the world. From that day till the end, she owned me. I have tears now, but a day will come when I know I will see her again. I have looked her in her eyes and told her that God loves her even more than I do. Oh, I know, it is silly. It is pure emotionalism. But I do have the hope of holding my little companion one day again. Our God is a good God. He would not have us form relationships only to take them away, even with our pets. Until then I have faith that He is taking care of her. In my prayer tonight I will say: “Good-bye little girl. You are in God’s hands now. One day we will be together again. I love you.”