Louie the ginger cat usually slept this way, tail curled inwards and some part of his body touching something solid. This photo popped up on a Facebook memory, making yesterday a happy-sad day for me since it marked the third anniversary of Dougy’s death. I have this photo on a coffee mug, but didn’t have a replacement digital photo any longer to send to the place that makes those mugs in case I break that rare mug. I go through a lot of mugs….
It was after Louie died (1Aug11) and I picked up his ashes at the veterinarian’s that I was introduced to the kitten Andy, a strange looking little mammal I couldn’t categorize. He was set down on the counter and he walked right over to me, beginning a new love in my life. “He’s a smoke Persian kitten,” Tara, Andy and Dougy’s mother’s human, helpfully noted.
Dougy came later when his mommy’s human offered this second kitten to me because he played well with Andy. The transition didn’t end my grief over Louie’s death, but it helped that I soon would be a kitten “mommy”, failing miserably to raise good kitty citizens.
But they brought, Andy still brings, a lot of joy into my life and became the reason to continue blogging.
A New Zealand friend gave Louie a super hero cape on an otherwise dull photo of him sleeping on my computer chair. I have an enlargement of this photo hanging over the spot where the settee Dougy shredded was. It was a favorite spot of Louie’s.
Part of the reason Louie love, love, loved the settee was he could hang over the arm and look out the back door and enjoy birds in a fir tree and two apple trees.
This is the best remaining photo of Louie. He was magnificent!
He was a big guy! Pyshka is getting there, too, but she is more buff than bright orange. Just as beautiful, though.
Aren’t all cats beautiful in individual ways!?
Louie was beautiful!
I always think that, too.
Louie was a handsome boy. I love all cats, but gingers have a special place in my heart.
I’m partial to ginger tabbies myself!
Louie was a very handsome kitty, Doug. He looks like a big, powerful kitty, too. A true galaxy-class cat! ❤️
He was almost 24 pounds big, a muscular kitty boy. He was very affectionate and would hop on my lap.
That is a lot of kitty! You are probably lucky Louie did not sleep on your head. 🙂
Such fun memories. I will always remember my previous Fur-Babies. We will see them again, some day.
I hope so!
Louie was a handsome dude, Doug! ❤️
That he was, John.
Louie was a gorgeous cat boy!
And very smart!
He was a beautiful kitty
Ginger tabbies are my favorite cats, though tuxedos and smoke Persians are close favorites, too!
I always wanted a big, fluffy orange cat. But the two most recent additions found me, rather than the other way around
Like you, cats find me first. I would have waited for one or two ginger kittens after Louie died, he made such a positive impression on me, but I have no regrets about being given Andy and Dougy!
Gus, my ginger, approves! He says gingers are the best although I have three other cats who don’t think so.
I think the cat I have now, Andy, is a very pretty cat, but Louie was pretty plus very much a lap cat. Andy hates being held! Louie at almost 24 pounds, was a bit big for a lap cat, but I loved it when he hopped onto my lap.
❤️
Glad there was some counter to a blue day. Ginger cats are very special. When I lost my Simba it was tough. Then the rescue called and asked if I would take Mo. Two vets said he was dying and he couldn’t go back to PetSmart. I syringe fed him food and water every few hours for two weeks. He was worth it, not only was he ginger he had the personality of both Simba and my gentle Siamese Mosby. I too continue to live and write because of my cats, Even through just a few pictures Louie’s personality comes through.
Yes, not only was Louie a big cat, he had a big personality!
Another memorable set
Thanks, Derrick!
Awww! This post made me tear up! Sunny has convinced me that ginger kitties are truly super: they have tons of personality but are affectionate and seldom are aloof, as is the stereotype for cats. (I have never experienced that in any of mine: they might play hard to get when they’re mad at me but they all wanted to jump in my lap at the end of the day.)
My comment posted before I was done…. Louie looks like the bestest cat ever, apologies to Andy, who’s also a fab boy!
I understand! While I think of Louie as the best cat ever, I don’t mean to say that Andy, his late brother, and my very first kitty, Freckles were less than Louie in my esteem. Each cat has/ had qualities that were exceptional
Louie! A great name, and a beautiful boy!
Louie matched his name perfectly! He was a shelter cat that someone did a great job raising. He was estimated to be five when I got him and he was a well behaved kitty (except around other cats – he was a territorial bully!)
I always find it funny when cats are sweet to humans and horrid to other cats! Catorze is the same, and getting worse in his old age. He was quite amenable when he was younger, not so anymore!
Dougy was getting grumpier, too, toward Andy.
Oh no, was he? 😢
Most of the time, he and Andy got along, but toward the end, Dougy sometimes got in fights with Andy when Andy stepped into territory claimed by Dougy. Dougy was the alpha kitty and he pretty much claimed everything.
Ginger tabbies do seem to be exceptionally and consistently friendly, affectionate cats!