Smokey was a twelve-year-old domestic medium hair cat who was loved until her last day by her owner, Lenny, who sent us this memorial:
Smokey was my first pet. I remember her at six weeks old, feeling her breath on my hand, wondering if I would be able to protect that fragile life. And twelve years later the frustration of being helpless with the oral cancer diagnosis. She was sort of a one-man horse in that I was the only person she would allow to handle her. She was unique. She was ornery from the day she was born but had a personality I admired. Others will remember her hiss and snarl but I’ll see her joy in finding that perfect patch of sun-heated sand to roll in.