Kiwi was a cat who always smiled and never stopped purring. She was a dedicated snuggler. She probably wasn't very bright- we theorized that she was deprived of oxygen as a kitten since her litter was found nesting in plastic bags. She was a great hunter although she was never quite sure what to do with the mice she caught. She loved ice cream and would hound my brother all through the house trying to reach his bowl. She always looked vaguely startled since her big blue eyes were crossed.
And I loved her very much.
|Always smiling, our little Kiwi|
|Sitting like a drunk in an alley. Graceful and dignified Kiwi!|
|Rolling in the sun on the porch.|
|Kiwi and Sputnik|