Last of the Best

2 days ago, we lost Stinky, our last, great cat, who was 17. I think once Rocky left us, Stink didn't have much left. She had outlived 5 other cats. She was found at the age of about 2 weeks in a gutter on Milwaukee Avenue, and I called dibs on her the minute I heard about her. When we finally were able to bring her home, she kept curling up in her litter box. She was dubbed Stinky thereafter. I don't think we'll have another cat - it's just too damned hard to lose them. Here's a picture of her from last year. I took some last week but haven't uploaded them yet.


Here's my picture from last week. Glad I took it!