~here's to Isabelle~

Isabelle, the cat.  Friendliest cat ever.  She is a Maine Coon

and Leanne bought her with most of her own money from the

Humane Society after we found her former cat, Sissy, all stiff

under a pile of wood one day. 

Leanne taking a nap on the patio with Isabelle.

Isabelle lived at our house for quite a few years but disappeared this

last fall and we haven't seen her since. :(

 I think Isabelle grew up a house cat but she had to stay outside

at our house.  Every chance she had she would try to come in,

it only took her a minute to get comfy in this chair before I had

to throw her out again.

I think R.J. misses her the most.  They were BFF.

They shared. 

 They fought played.

The posed.

Now look left.

Now look apart.

Now look at me.

A few years ago we had a renter in our apartment who also really

liked Isabelle.  So much so that he offered a couple hundred dollars

for her.  He would have taken her with him back to Pennsylvania.

Leanne carefully considered the offer but decided no, she wanted

to keep her cat.  I was proud of her.

She might be regretting that decision now.