My childhood cat, Ginger Pumpkin, passed away today at the age of 15. She had been sick since Thanksgiving and not eating. Thankfully, she seemed to not be in any pain through her illness and made it through one last holiday season with her family. I'll miss you Ginger...even if you were a little bipolar and attacked my husband for no reason.
Hey, I found your blog through WTE June 09, and I have to comment on your Ginger Pumpkin. She looks so much like the cat Cinnamon that I grew up with. He lived to be 16, and looked just like her, but with shorter hair. He was sweet and just spicy enough to keep life interesting; he taught me the fine line between 'teasing' and 'terrorising' cats.
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