We said good-bye to our sweet Lily this morning. We adopted Lily and her brother Sweet William from our friend Glen after his wife died in 2005. Lily always marched to a different drummer. For long periods of time she would spend her time in solitude. Ohter times she would be close to us and the other pets.
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| When they were younger they loved being close to each other. |
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| She always watched her back! |
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| The greenhouse at Martin Creek was her favorite place to hang out. |
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| She was a beautiful cat. |
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| She lived the good life. She loved to hang out outdoors when she was younger. I never knew where I might find her. She had a shelf in the garage, a spot on the woodpile, and a chair in the gazebo she loved, We are all in mourning today at our house.
“When the cat you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.” – Unknown
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