He was such a good cat…we miss him.
This was taken on a trip to England after we had left; my wife was visiting the friends who had taken our dear Shelby in. It was a bittersweet reunion; he was thin, and didn’t remember the person in whose arms he used to drool with satisfaction.
The ever-stoic Shelby.
This is one of my favorite pictures of our beloved cat. I’m pretty sure he knew his picture was being taken.
If you could see the fireplace, this would make a lot more sense.
Shelby loved sitting and sleeping in front of a fire. He’d lay there until he couldn’t take the heat anymore, move to a colder part of the room to cool off, and then come right back.
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