|Mom and her cat, Dandelion, with me and Bob, 1950s in Bowness|
A new neighbour, a Mrs. Florence Evans (yes, the very same name as I have) brought over a tiny black and white kitten for Linda and Bob. So we had our first pet. Linda, age 4 years, said "mummy, can we call it Dandelion?" So that was that and he was a lovely pet, and well petted. Linda had a doll-buggy, dressed the cat up in clothes, and he loved it... I think Dandelion went deaf, he got hit by a car at 9 years old...
Now I live in Duncan, and three years ago Linda got me a dear little tortoise-shell kitten named Zoey, a gorgeous pet whom I really loved. We went to fetch the mail every day together, and she brought me gifts like garden snakes, birds, moths and rodents, and was excellent company. She was very different from all my other cats, for instance she bit my legs nearly every day. My doctor said I should get rid of her. Colleen took her to their farm where she is very busy and happy. Colleen also says she has never had a cat like her before, she follows Colleen and Philip everywhere, on their four acre farm. So I don't worry about her, she has a good home. Be happy, little girl, Zoey, I do miss you.
Oh yes, and at one time we had two turtles for a year, and a horse for three summers.