Pretty girl Runway...

I just searched my computer for a photo of Runway from when I was in High School. She used to watch me as I did this or that. She would stare so intently at me and when I would give her attention or talk to her she would simply lick my face or hand. She was intent on doling out affection wherever she could. It's been several months since she's been her old affectionate intuitive self. I couldn't find the photo--but this--another favorite of mine is of her in Chicago, just perfectly catching the light from my dining room window.

Then, when Bobby and I met and fell in love, Runway was center of our attention and cuddled up to us with each movie, petted our faces when feeling left out, and fell asleep curled up to Bobby on many occasions.

Today our family lost a longtime friend. Her health has been failing her for months, first with her thyroid, and now with other problems--likely kidney failure. Today we said goodbye to 17 year old Runway. My Dad brought her home in 1993 when I was just nine and in the third grade, so naturally even though I thought I had my mind wrapped around it--I'm terribly sad.

My kitten is wanting my attention, and Sasha--the puppy is giving me sad eyes. I think Hopper notices Run is gone--Sasha I'm sure notices that I am sad. Then upon coming home, I hit a patch of ice on my deck and took a nasty spill and almost landed on Oliver. My knee is skinned and bruised, Oliver was startled but fine and my feelings are a bit pelted.

Runway will be missed, and our house is down a member. For all of you who knew and loved her (As my brother told her last night--"your the only cat I've ever loved...") I wanted to show a small tribute.Past photos and notices of Runway.