Our lil' g'ma gummers left this earth recently.
I got her as a wedding present for the husband. She was with us for almost 18 years.
Such a complicated kitty cat.
For the first handful of years of her life she didn't like women and a few select men. She insisted on licking the back of my husband's head. I know, gross. I was useful only when sleeping (we "shared" a pillow) and at feeding time.
Loretta loved my husband. He often did not meet her expectations. She wasn't afraid to let him know when she wasn't satisfied with a particular situation (like not sitting the correct way for her to sit the way she liked in his lap) or when he would not put our space heater on fast enough.
Loretta was into the sun and the heater. Any sun that came in through the window would be occupied by her. Later in life when she could hang out on the back porch and not jump the baby gate, she very much enjoyed her outside sun time. She would sit so close to the heater that her hair would fall out. The last weekend she was with us, we put the electric blanket out for her. It was a happy place.
Forever the softest kitty in the world. I will miss cleaning up the sand castles you would make with cat litter, your paws on my face at 3am, and your demanding purring.
Say hi to Andy for us.
