Brandy's Life in Pictures October 1994 - January 2015
One day in October 1994 someone found a tiny gray kitten lost on the side of the road. When I saw that cute little face peeking out of the carrier, I knew she had to be mine. I named her Brandy and for the next 20 years and 4 months we were inseperable.
Brandy was a purrr-fect pet. She was a small, tidy cat with a whisper meow. Always independent, she reserved a stern hiss for any stranger who came to close. Although Brandy had spent over 20 years with me, she barely seemed to age. My fondest memories of her will always be her sleeping between my legs at night and laying on my chest in the morning purring for her breakfast. These were special times for me because it was the only time Brandy allowed me to pet her.
Then, in December 2013, a diagnosis of constipation would, instead, prove to be a colapsed colon. Rest in Peace my precious little cat. You are loved and greatly missed Brandy. This is your story memorialized from many of the pictures I took of you.
The adorable kitten I rescued on October 6, 1994
Helping with the ironing
Sorting the hangers
Brandy celebrates halloween
The spring of 1995
Brandy loved playing with ribbons
>Brandy liked playing with water
My Mother was visiting me in PA and Brandy got comfortable in the bathroom sink
Hey! My toys are under here.
Brandy 2008, Mesa, Arizona
Brandy 2012, Anthem, AZ
Brandy at age 20
Daddy. I'm not feeling very good
I'm too sick to groom, Daddy!
My pretty fur is getting matted!
Brandy's Final Hour
Dr Young says it's not constipation. I have a colapsed colon