Happy birthday, Sophie!
Five years ago today, a little calico tortie cat was born. She has grown into a beautiful queen. She is the first girl cat I've ever had, and she has a kind of sweetness that reminds me of my dear Merlin in his later years. Mostly what she wants is company, cuddles and a warm patch of sunshine. When she's happy, she does sommersaults. She's five years old, my sweet little clown, my lovely girl.
Just look at her--how she started and what she looks like today.
And here she is with her younger brother. Are they the best of friends? No. But they have definitely achieved a friendly detente. (Sophie's learned to look at the camera; Zeke hasn't quite figured out yet that he's doomed to a life as a photographic subject at Chez scarlettina. He'll get there.)
Just look at her--how she started and what she looks like today.
And here she is with her younger brother. Are they the best of friends? No. But they have definitely achieved a friendly detente. (Sophie's learned to look at the camera; Zeke hasn't quite figured out yet that he's doomed to a life as a photographic subject at Chez scarlettina. He'll get there.)