Dreaming of Spring Gardening in the Middle of a Wisconsin winter part 2

Losing Goo has been my toughest loss since Jim died; the two of them were great buddies. Goo wasn't a warm and cuddly cat that craved attention and wanted to be stroked and held. He loved people on HIS terms, not theirs.

Despite that, he allowed Jim -- only Jim -- to cradle him upside down like a baby in the crook of Jim's arm. I have a photo of them napping together that way.

I really can't find words right now.
 
yeah, i am glad, too. we didn't know about what he said until years later.
i haven't been watering the garden lately.
last night , mother nature took care of that for me.
looks like rain all day today.
if it stops for any length of time. i want to see if there are any puddles in the driveway.
tuesday most of the surviving sibs are getting together . one sister from Mo. doesn't want to participate. she calls us four , hicks. lol
i guess she forgot where she came from.
 
Losing Goo has been my toughest loss since Jim died; the two of them were great buddies. Goo wasn't a warm and cuddly cat that craved attention and wanted to be stroked and held. He loved people on HIS terms, not theirs.

Despite that, he allowed Jim -- only Jim -- to cradle him upside down like a baby in the crook of Jim's arm. I have a photo of them napping together that way.

I really can't find words right now.
Big hugs Barb. At least now Jim and Goo can be together again. 💕
 
Trixie is now just one of the pack, and is growing like a weed,
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