Dear Billy - I hope your life went well for you after we were forced to leave you behind in England when we moved to Canada over 40 years ago. Back then, a 6 month quarantine would have been required, and we just couldn't do that to you. I hope you had a happy, long and healthy life. You were named after Billy Bingham, star football (soccer) player for Luton Town, where we lived. I was told long afterward, that folks would stop and marvel at your majestic countenance as you sat in the front yard. I was very young back then, and I probably didn't pay you much attention, but, somehow, you must have made an impression on me, and set glowing that tiny spark which grew to a life-long passion for cats. I hope you have already met some of my dear ones already departed at the Rainbow Bridge: Misty and her kittens PaBoo, Bijou (these 2 I am not sure if they died or not -they just disappeared) Popeye and Sammy; Smudge, Sheena, Buster, Mitzi, PeeBee, Pumpkin and of course Mishka - the two of you would make a regal couple!
Mum and Billy c.1960-65
This post is dedicated to my mother who passed away in 2004 - it was her birthday yesterday, March 5.As always, there's more to see at The Friday Ark and then Carnival of the Cats on Sunday.
Oh, these are great photos of Billy, and your Mum! Billy was an incredibly handsome cat. I love the shot of him and your Mum. :)
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