Some of you have read this before, so please bear with me.
In the year 99-2000, within 8 months, I saw Smokey the Elder and my Dad off to the RB, my SO rolled the van, and I had a very bad boss at work that ended up firing me from a job I'd had for 11 years. Not a week after I lost my job Diamond started coming around.,
I'd seen her; she was mother to a multitude of black cats.She was also, or so I had thought, intractably feral. She had other ideas. I'd be workng on my garden and she'd keep rubbing up against me. When I realized she was preggers I brought her inside, and she had her kittens, including Smokey the YOunger. I think my Dad and Smokey the Elder sent Diamond (and kittens) to me.
Ultimately, I joined a cat rescue group to place Diamond's kittens. I found out that I can socialize difficult cats and kittens, and basically take on one "project" at a time.
Here's Diamond helping me stuff envelopes for a penny social. She has turned into such a mush pie and always has to "help" me with stuff.
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