A place for musings about life after Multiple Sclerosis. Slow-paced, not particularly fascinating, but still - it's life.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Good-bye, sweet Sheba
Sheba died today. He was beautiful little kitty, and I was very, very fond of him, even though we haven't lived in the same household for over a decade.
Here's a photo of him that my son took.
RIP Sheba. I hope you find Attila and are running around with him now.
I'm starting my seventh decade (which means I just turned sixty!) on this planet, originally from the City of Brotherly Love, now living in beautiful Portland, Oregon. I have one son, a talented comic artist named Zack, who graduated from the Minneapolis College of Art and Design in May, 2007 and moved to Oregon a couple of months later. I share my life and home with one husband (a wonderful guy who seems able to do anything he sets his mind to) and three cats (Sam, a huge black-panther of a cat, Harley, a fat tortoise-shell beauty and Caruso, a sweet old guy we adopted from a nearby animal shelter). I have Multiple Sclerosis, but it doesn't have me.
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