How does someone end up a sixty-six-year-old cat lady? I think it was destined, because some of my earliest memories are of cats.
This is Two and me in 1958. He was the cat I was going to marry.
Two again, eight years later in 1966. My father took the artistic portrait.
There were many cats in between: Tony who ended up living with my parents until she died, Catmando whom I picked up in the California desert; Kila, sweet female tabby fluff. Once I had 8 cats in a small cabin on Vancouver island. Maybe there are pictures somewhere, but I don’t know. This is Attilla, my handsome Canadian tuxie, in a portrait taken at Lloyd Center. Attilla was not thrilled.
Attilla with me and my son Orion in 1987 or ’88.
As of 2011, we had 4 cats: Dirty Harry, Tinkerbelle, Big Red, and Little. You may recognize them from starring roles in my Crazy Cat Lady cozy mystery series. Little is still with us, but the other three have sadly crossed Beyond.
Tinkerbelle and me in 2012.
My clowder today: Little, Blaze, and Tyler.
~Lux~
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All those wonderful photos! What a beautiful feline family.
My father was an avid amateur photographer and so lots of pictures with me and cats. I hope to find more as I go through the archives.
I know it was just meant to be, a special cat lady indeed!
I found my calling!
Love all the old family photos with the cats, Molly!
Thanks, Greg!
P.S. I did buy the novel “CAT CAFE” a while back but I am a slow reader so I haven’t posted on my blog about it yet, but I will.
I also am a slow reader, so no worries.
Wow see Lux at the end 🙂 so nice to have these pictures with sweet memories
My life wouldn’t be the same without Lux.
I like scenes of everyday living with kitties, so I found your photos over the years are very enjoyable!
I’m glad.