Friday, September 3, 2010
I've always been a dog person - not so big on cats...until Sparks. She was a smart cat--just look at her waiting for a feathered friend to appear.
Luke picked her out at the pet store. She was laying in the back of the cage, one big ball of fur--so calm and peaceful he just had to have her. The year was 1994 so he was only 5 or 6 at the time. And Sparks was always Luke's cat. Of course we all loved her but she was his favorite pet of all time.
Monday, Jacob found her. She'd gotten into a fight--probably with a raccoon during the night. And, Sparks probably thought she could take that raccoon because she was used to bossing two dogs around the house
but she couldn't. And, now we're all remembering . . .