Isabelle

Isabelle was my first fur baby. I used to joke that because she was a black cat, she must have witch's magic, because she certainly bewitched me from the beginning. She had a pink puffball that she carried around like a child with a blankie. Unfortunately, on one of our many moves with the army, puffball was lost. I swear she grieved for that puffball and she never much cared for playing with any other toy after that. She loved to hide in boxes and paper bags and under the covers. She was probably the most affectionate cat I've ever had. She is the one who kneeded her paws and licked my neck. She and my grandfather got along famously. They would nap together in his recliner in front of the TV. Two weeks after he passed away, Isabelle became very ill. She was diagnosed with diabetes (at the age of 12) and I had to have her euthanized. I know she is waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge, sitting on my Grandpa's lap under a shade tree. -Karen S.

**Don't forget to check out Bari's foster fam HERE! Also, check out Emma's new blog: A Blog for Emma! And last, but not least, scroll all the way to the bottom of Kat's Cat and play w/my adopted pet benji. Think I'll change his name when I get the time. Sorry he's all the way at the bottom, but he wouldn't fit up higher.**

~ML - A message to you: Isabelle was a true tuxedo! White underside's and white whiskers and feet. This is cool! I like this secret highlighting stuff! Someone will probably figure it out!