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I'm sorry for your loss, Bette.
I've always fancied mothering a seal point Ragdoll but my old guy is allergic. How lovely Eliot must have been.
 
Sorry to hear this sad news. It is so very difficult to lose a beloved pet. Eliot sounds like she was a sweetie.
 
She did. She was with me for more than a third of my life. She and I lived through many changes, of locales, of people, of other critters. She was queen of the whole menagerie, always. She was fond of me in the more reserved way that female cats are, but usually liked to be where I was. She was never much of an outside cat, in that she would never have left the property, but she happily followed me around outside when I was gardening, snapping and swatting at insects and nibbling on prize herbs and grasses; she loved to sun herself on a table or a bench out on the front porch.
 
I had three and they were there because the oldest was collecting canned food for the Food Bank...I'm pleased that I decided to purchase chips. I like chips...
 
about 44 and lots of fun.
One young gal and I recognized each other. I said oh and you go to school U-no-school C no ahh school Q Yes-and your teacher is Ms. M not this year. I did get her previous teacher's name though. It's hard keeping them sorted when I go to all the local elementary schools.
I also knew the kids that live on my street-3 families.
 
I had 28; more than usual. I almost ran out of cheesies.
Great costumes! I could tell that people were putting thought and creativity into them.
All ages - including one little girl and said who looked at the cheesies I dropped into her bag and said, "I already have one of those." It wasn't meant as criticism but just an observation. I answered, "now you have two."
Some teenagers - but dressed in costumes and polite.
Ad some children I am almost sure were from families of refugees. I know that some have temporary housing near here. Perhaps their sponsors were introducing the children to this strange but fun custom that Canadians indulge in.
 
BetteTheRed said:
Lost my old cat, Eliot (named after Elizabeth Sands, whose pen name was George Eliot) today. She was 21 or 22 or something very elderly, and she'd clearly been going gently downhill for several years, but she still ate, eliminated, purred and vocalized normally, so we let her drift into extreme old age. We was a lovely cat in her prime - a chocolate point Ragdoll with very bright blue eyes, and a very "persistent" voice. I think she was waiting for me to get home after my trip, so that I could put her in her final resting place myself. A quiet little spot next to a large wild rose bush at my old guy's place. As is normal in that neck of the woods, even a small hole produces a decent quantity of rocks, so I have a couple to decorate to mark her resting place.
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Condolences. My old kitty (born in my family's basement when i was about 4) died at a similar age. A fairly bright, spunky tabby. First of her litter to master stairs. Chased off a much younger cat who came at her in our yard when she was in her declining years.
 
Hugs Bette - smiling tho to think of miss Eliot kitty resting near the wild rose bush.
 
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