Guadalupe, May 7 2012
Our oldest cat (17), Guadalupe, on our bed this afternoon. The camera woke her up and so instead of having a sleeping kitty photo, I have a cranky-why-did-you-disturb-my-nap kitty photo.
My husband found her in our woodpile one December night. He was saying goodnight to some friends and they heard a “meeeow” from the stack, so of course they investigated and saw the flashlight reflecting in her eyes. I managed to lure her out with promises of eternal affection... and an open can of cat food. When we were deciding on a name, Patrick looked at the calendar and saw that the day he found her was the "Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe”.
And she is the best kitty in the world. Fact.
PS. Forgive my poor photography skills... I’m still learning how to use this digital camera.