Circa 1972, the two buddies gaze out the front window: Baron the fluffy Persian to the left, and Dusty that rambunctious domestic to the right.
We had friends who were cat fanciers, so we took Dusty to a cat show. She was just a house cat but they had a category for them, judged by local celebrities. Much to our surprise, one judged her to be second best, whatever that might mean.
Our friends had other cat fancier friends who showed a Persian kitten. Baron wasn't a high class Persian, but he did take home a fifth, but I don't recall the exact category, whether it was fifth among longhair kittens or all purebred kittens.
Baron may look big in the photo, but it was mostly fluff, for he was actually a bit of a runt. While Dusty wasn't a big cat, she was somewhat larger than Baron and quickly put Baron in his place — as second cat. Baron accepted his role happily, and they got on well together.
Fifty-four years later, we remember them, and by the way, we still have some of the little knick-knacks that decorated the window.
I had friends in the fancy, and the time they showed a Norwegian forest kitten, you should have seen the prep, getting her bathed and brushed and ready. More than a human does going to their wedding!
ReplyDeleteNice to remember special pets. Any pictures that I have of the two cats we had when our girls were young are in albums not on the computer.
ReplyDeleteGranddaughter #3 has been promised a cat sometime in the future so I guess cat pictures may appear at some point on this blog.
This is a lovely photo. I shudder to think what would happen if I ever took Lizzie to a cat show. Could be ugly! They must have been much better behaved!
ReplyDeletePets are always in our hearts aren't they? I still recall all the pets I've had and all of their special quirks.
ReplyDeleteWhat a memory to cherish.
Nothing shocks me more than seeing a fully soaked cat and how small they actually are.
ReplyDeleteThe first thing that I thought when I saw that picture is how amazing it was to see delicate little knickknacks displayed like that in a house with cats. Houdi will study anything left on the coffee table from a perch on the couch. Watch for some time. Inevitably, he will stand up, step over and knock whatever he's been studying off the table. Usually it is a pen or a something forgotten like that. We know better than to try to add an ornament to that table. He gets strange little quirks. A couple days ago, I found a potato in the front hall.
ReplyDeleteCats are known to swat away things like that, but I don't think any of our cats have been so inclined.
DeleteSweet memory!
ReplyDeleteLacey wants to know why she hasn't been in a cat show.
ReplyDeleteWonderful memories of pets in our lives are precious.
ReplyDeleteOur pets leave imprints on our hearts.
ReplyDeleteGreat photo and great memories of the furs!
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful memories of the kitties!
ReplyDeleteThat is a fine shot; love the furry texture and the surround. Love it that they both had a winning moment. I am inspired to write about and see if I can illustrate a winning cat story of my own. But I know I will not match that photo.
ReplyDeleteTiny little figurines that cats didn't bother, what a headliner that is! Wonderful photo, and so glad to know their stories. That's what blogging is all about for me, though I do tend to get carried away sometimes. (Sorry about that!)
ReplyDeleteThat image oozes noir and sentiment like magic
ReplyDeleteThey are sweet memories, and I love seeing them in the window together like that.
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