This is our dearly beloved and much missed Raptus,
as a newborn, at my mother's place
3 weeks old, same place
about 3 months old, with us, checking out her new abode and all that comes with it
and almost adult, owning the sofa. That look in her eye means she's waiting for you to cuddle her belly before she bites your hand.
She was hit by a car last summer, just before she turned one year old, one year to the day after my brother died. It broke my ten-year old son's heart
We buried her under the blue rose bush in the back garden. We light a candle over the spot every now and then, and it looks especially beautiful in the snow.
I hope you're biting somebody's hand in heaven, sweetheart.
Last edited by lph; 08-13-2012 at 09:52 PM.
Winter riding is much less about badassery and much more about bundle-uppery. - malkin
1995 Kona Cinder Cone commuterFrankenbike/Selle Italia SLR Lady Gel Flow
2008 white Nakamura Summit Custom mtb/Terry Falcon X
2000 Schwinn Fastback Comp road bike/Specialized Jett