A good friend of mine has recently had the misfortune of having to put her cat down. Gale was a sweet and kind cat that loved to sing to her owners and family.

A Seal Siamese that was addicted to human food (In the words of my friend, her moron husband got Gale addicted to it) and was known to attack one of her owners (moron husband) to get her fix. Sometimes it was so terrible that she would climb to a high place and wait for the perfect moment to dive bomb her owners (only the moron husband) to see to her fix of human food.

Well loved and cared for, she showed her trust and love by sleeping with my friend whenever she took a nap or went to bed. My friend will miss the little love bites of affection that Gale would give her.

She loved my friend so much that she always wanted her to look her best and even tried to help with that. Whenever her owner would dye her hair, Gale insisted on licking, chewing and moving it just so that it was prefect.

My friend even told me that Gale was a wonderful stylist if want desired the look of a crazy cat lady.

Gale was a wonderful mother of nine kittens and is survived by four of them. of those four, the two that still lived with her will deeply miss their mother, I’m sure.

My friend was lucky to have her.

Stormy

And her brother, Raphael had a wonderful mother that loved them and their kind owners.