Thank you all for the lovely comments on Rachael's RR! You have no idea how much they mean to me - I am not terribly confident about the whole thing!!
I heard from my Mom today that our beloved cat, Pookie, had a seizure on Thursday. Pookie had to be put down as a result. He must have been about 20 years old. Pookie was rescued as a very wee kitten from under a car at Westboro State Hospital in Massachusetts during a severe rain storm. I worked at the hospital at the time doing juvenile corrections work. His mother and other kittens were found dead on the side of the road. It is not clear if any other kittens survived, but Pookie was the lucky one. He lived a long and lovely life. My father adopted him when I was in transition when Pookie was about three years old. He had to have surgery for a condition similar to Angus' - but not as bad. He lived long after that. My father never wanted to give Pookie back to me. He was too attached. After my father passed away in 1995, Mom kept and loved Pookie dearly. He is the last of about five cats I left with her during my younger years (Pete, the red head you see at the bottom of the photo, died a couple of years ago - well over 20 years old). Pookie was a wonderful cat and we will all miss him so much!!
Stitched on today: Stitched on an exchange, and And A Forest Grew