Skidder loved to ride in an umbrella stroller. That was the most fun she would have. I think the neighbors thought we were a bit nuts..or rather I was. But it made her happy. She was adopted from the Humane Shelter. Her first D.V.M. told us to have her killed and get another cat
From that day she was never the same. So she grew up with such distrust. She lived a happy life on our laps and sleeping in the bed with us. But she really loved her stroller!
Her ashes are on the piano.
From that day she was never the same. So she grew up with such distrust. She lived a happy life on our laps and sleeping in the bed with us. But she really loved her stroller!
Her ashes are on the piano.
Skidder loved to ride in an umbrella stroller. That was the most fun she would have. I think the neighbors thought we were a bit nuts..or rather I was. But it made her happy. She was adopted from the Humane Shelter. Her first D.V.M. told us to have her killed and get another cat
From that day she was never the same. So she grew up with such distrust. She lived a happy life on our laps and sleeping in the bed with us. But she really loved her stroller!
Her ashes are on the piano.
From that day she was never the same. So she grew up with such distrust. She lived a happy life on our laps and sleeping in the bed with us. But she really loved her stroller!
Her ashes are on the piano.
