We are so sad at the death of our sweet girl, Baby Girl. When we first got her, I could not think of a name, so I just called her baby girl, because that's what she was, my BABY GIRL. So the name stuck.
I had wanted a cat my entire life, and Brady and I adopted her the day we got home from our honeymoon! She was the cutest kitten. She was feisty and naughty! Destroyed wallpaper and chewed up socks! What a silly girl! She brought a lot of life into our house. Her and Sassie became fast friends! Baby used to actually "nurse" on Sassie; Sassie became her surrogate mom.
Licking her lips. Mmm! She liked her wet food "treats".
Licking her lips. Mmm! She liked her wet food "treats".
Her 13th birthday celebration last year: everybody got wet food! Mmm.
A year after adopting Baby Girl, we adopted her sister, Lily Lou. They were actual sisters: same mother, different litter. They were definitely pals. They stuck together - especially when we brought home the 2 boys, Two and Squeakers.
Baby loved to sit in ALL the baby things. She used to sleep in Gibson's bassinet. She destroyed Gibson's first baby bathtub by sleeping in it and chewing it apart. She loved to sneak into the bouncers when she could.
This picture was taken a week before she died. I couldn't find her and looked all over the house! There she was - in Caleb's high chair. A silly girl to the end!
We love you, Baby Girl. Your daddy and I really miss you at nights when we are relaxing on the couch. That was "Baby Girl" time and it's just not the same without you cuddled up on my lap, purring and trying to drink the milk out of my glass. I know you are playing with Sassie and being a jungle kitty! Thanks for being in my life.
