They’re all beautiful when we love them, but Harley was *objectively* a gorgeous beast!
My condolences to you & yours — as Uncle Joe says, May the day soon arrive when the memory of Harley brings a smile to your lips before it brings a tear to your eyes…
Awww. These are great pictures. Some of our earliest cats we have so few pix of them, pre-digital cameras.
While Ms J R was in the hospital with septic shock, I had to take first the oldest guy, Rufus (white tom with red/orange spots, ncluding his head – probably close to 19) and then a month later the next oldest, Harvey, an orange street-cat rescue. They both liked to get against my bald head at night after I fell asleep, and both had elderly kidney failure. Wouldn’t touch that kidney diet food with strange mineral balances.
Rufus was a 15 pound farm cat, afraid of nothing, willing to purr any time. I’m so glad you have a bunch of great pix of your lost beauty Harley. Get another rescue asap!
They’re all beautiful when we love them, but Harley was *objectively* a gorgeous beast!
My condolences to you & yours — as Uncle Joe says, May the day soon arrive when the memory of Harley brings a smile to your lips before it brings a tear to your eyes…
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Awww. These are great pictures. Some of our earliest cats we have so few pix of them, pre-digital cameras.
While Ms J R was in the hospital with septic shock, I had to take first the oldest guy, Rufus (white tom with red/orange spots, ncluding his head – probably close to 19) and then a month later the next oldest, Harvey, an orange street-cat rescue. They both liked to get against my bald head at night after I fell asleep, and both had elderly kidney failure. Wouldn’t touch that kidney diet food with strange mineral balances.
Rufus was a 15 pound farm cat, afraid of nothing, willing to purr any time. I’m so glad you have a bunch of great pix of your lost beauty Harley. Get another rescue asap!
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Thanks everyone. Sigh…
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