Our sweet Tiger crossed the rainbow bridge one month ago today.
She was just shy of her 22nd birthday.
In the 1990's we adopted three kitties, (L-R) Mr. B, Spotty, and Tiger.
(Spotty and Tiger were litter-mates).
"The Catkins," as we affectionately called them, appeared in some of my artwork over the years, both individually and as a family.
It was next to impossible to photograph the three of them together, so I painted a portrait of them instead.
The Catkins were also the inspiration for one of my painting patterns.
As a young cat, Tiger loved to climb and jump, often enjoying walking across the beams of our family room.
In her older years, she was more content to relax in the bedroom that she and Amanda had shared until Amanda headed off to college.
Amanda's old bed remained in place...
... so Tiger could continue sleeping there.
“Love never dies. Love will continue. Love keeps on beating when you're gone. Love never dies once it is in you. Life may be fleeting; love lives on! Life may be fleeting! Love lives on...”
(Andrew Lloyd Webber)