Murphy
December 1996-April 2012
Last week my Mi daughter's cat died. He was the sweetest most gentle
cat with a beautiful black ring of fur that gave him a necklace. He was a
big cat, sometimes weighing as much as 22 pounds, had very large
paws, and beautiful golden eyes. He was the last of her cats, and perhaps
that was fitting as he was always the low cat on the totem pole. Murphy may
have known that the other cats felt that way about him, but to himself he was
a tycoon with a top hat reading the paper and smoking a cigar with his
hind legs crossed. How do I know that? Well, a cat psychic told us that. LOL
Look at that beautiful golden fur on his belly
This is an ATC that I made with a picture of Murphy. He loved to eat,
and especially liked cream cheese off of Sarah's bagels. When Sarah
arrived three years ago, he was always kind and gently with her, and she
with him.
RIP
