Sunday Lap Adjustments

IZA: 

1.  I love TBTs lap.  But I don't like his shoes. 
2.  He sometimes shifts from his right foot on his left knee to his left foot on his right knee.
3.  He just recently realized that I always shift positions to face away from his shoes...

See?   Well, he thinks my butt smells and I think his shoes smell bad.  He should wash them.  This pair is older than *I* am!

But I also wanted to show a style I like...   Ears, nosie, and toesies inna straight line!

Even while napping, style matters...

Remembering...

This is a day of remembering...  Is it only 9 years since Skeeter went to the Bridge?  It seems like a lifetime. 

I wish cats could be cloned.  I would love to have Marley and Skeeter meet.  They would be BFFs.

I love seeing Brofurs on other blogs.  They seem so happy together.  Marley and Skeeter would be like that.

He was a handsome cat.  He had odd gorgeous fur-patterns...

He protected LC and he was a good Protector of Ayla when she was new here.

He struggled his last few weeks.  The vet said to wait.  I think that was wrong.  Struggling isn't a good thing sometimes.  He was confused, stopped eating, and I was in misery about it.  He was my first cat who died slowly and I didn't know what to do. 

I should have let him run free a month or so earlier.  But he taught me when to know to do that.  A little early is kinder than a little later...

He was a sweet cat, always smelled like baby powder.

Friends at the time set up a sending-off tribute...

And he rests here, close by the pond he spent his last day beside...

Miss you, Skeeter...