Timmee was one of my dumpster kitties. His little eyes were crusted shut and he was covered with fleas when he was rescued with his brother Mikee. Tim was a metro-sexual kitty. Urban with a touch of rustic around his luxurious white whiskers. The ultimate snorer. And a supreme bread dough kneader. He took up a lot of room on chairs and sofas over the years. He also liked sleeping on my bed in the sunshine. Mikee & Pearlcat miss him horribly. The front porch is awfully lonely now.
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Timmee in his garden of climbing roses from the "old place". He loved his cool spot under the roses with Pearl. Mikee never has shown any interest in that garden so it was always Tim and Pearl. His Grave is right where he is lying in this photograph. He is so handsome!
I worked so hard to grow Tim his own lush patch of grass. He loved lying in tall grass. So I "fenced" it and didn't trim or touch it. I am going to miss him in his 'estate' grass this summer.
If there is no box around, a basket will do... This isn't Tim but the principle applied to him.