August 29, 2009 – This week started out with the death of one of our cats, Nova (previous post), and went downhill from there. Thursday, the 27th, was the 7th anniversary of my mom’s death and on that day my mom’s favorite cat (actually, the only cat she ever liked if I remember right), Prowler, died at the ripe old age of 17. Prowler was one of our first two cats, the other being her sister Shiloh. Mom was Prowler’s favorite human… she loved the perfume my mom wore and would practically attack her as soon as she walked in the door. Mom loved it. Prowler would lick mom’s neck and if mom moved, she was right there going for the neck again. It was always funny.
Powler will be missed. Mom is missed. I think I’ll skip August from now on.