We do love our kitties

This is Brandi and I at the 1st annual Sage Connections Rummage Sale Fundraiser Extravaganza (not the official title) earlier this year. This was a happy time. After struggling to find some direction, like so many of us do, Brandi had finally figured out what she wanted to do and how she wanted to spend her life. Not an easy thing to do for anyone. She spent countless hours working to get her non-profit off the ground and this was just one of the fundraising efforts that took place. 

 

When I first met B, 8 or so years ago I was struck by her compassion for people and her devotion to the feline kind. I didn't know her well back then and my first thoughts as she gathered cigarettes and tiny booze bottles to give to the homeless peeps on the street at Christmas time were, she crazy. Now it seems like the perfect thing to do. 

 

When I went to her place for the first time and every time thereafter I was floored by the exaggerated greeting and subsequent love fest that transpired with Sage, her feline friend. Witnessing this, I felt that the relationship I had with my own kitty, although spoiled rotten and truly loved, needed improving upon. She made me want to be better. Forever after that I am reminded of her when I take that little bit of extra kitty time. I thank her for that, as do my future furry friends I’m sure.

 

She was a good friend. I will miss her a whole bunch.