I really am the best looking boy on the block. 

Cattitude - no not me  -  I'm just cat napping 

Belle in her favourite chair out on the deck.

Really do miss Belle, she was a very wise and smart girl.  Although it turns out she was the messy one out of the 3 cats, who would of thought, I always thought it was Tasha.  Good for you Belle disguising this all these years.  Miss you Belle cat.

Joey is my name.  I became a member of the family in 2009, when I was rescued one snowy cold day and have been comfy cozy warm ever since.  I really loved Belle and now that she is gone, there is only Tasha and me.  Tasha never really ever liked me much, but now she is finally realizing, I am a nice guy.

Time to introduce the rest of the family.  I am Tasha, Belle was my mother.  I know you think that is funny as there is absolutely no resemblance.  I am now 15 years old.  A couple of years ago my family decided to bring in a spare cat from the outside.  I know it was just to torment me.  His name is Joey and he is one of the orange cats that just love everybody including me.  I don't want anything to do with him, although now that Belle is gone,  I am starting to be a little bit friendlier towards him, as I do feel lonely without Belle.  I will introduce him to you in the next post. 

After losing our beloved Belle, we proceeded to the garden to prepare her final resting place.  With tear streaked faces we finished the task at hand.  Much to our surprise 4 or 5 of the outside cats from the ferral colony had made their way down to the garden too, & started frolicking throughout the garden in what seemed to be a delightful send off for our Belle cat.  A moment in time I will never forget.