This afternoon, Suzanne found our dear sweet Callie dead in the backyard.
We cannot be sure what happened, but it appears to be a snake bite. There is one bite mark on her chest. Snakes often miss with one fang, but get a good shot with the other.
Callie was the last of her line. Her brother Tiger went to the bridge a long time ago. Her mommy went suddenly, too.
Callie was one of those sweet kitties who stands out among the crowd. You know what I mean. Even though you don’t have a favorite, there is one you always look for when you come home.
We are now owned by only one cat, Little Bit. She has been through a lot. She has lost
|Callie sitting beside her brother's grave'|
She is buried beside him now.
We still have our grand-dogger, Petra. She is an inside dog. We think that she thinks she is a people. Earlier today, Suzanne and I were out walking her. Suzanne had a Lorna Doone cookie. Petra kept looking at Suzanne like, “What are you doing eating my Milkbone?”